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•P96 Semi-centennial of the foundinp- of 

G85s Grinnell, 1854-1904. 



It is now fifty years since this spot was chosen as the site of a 
town. The motives which prompted that choice, the methods 
employed in promoting- the settlement of the place, and the success 
of the effort make it titling- that this Semi-Centennial Celebration 
should be chiefly in honor of those founders. The first settlers, in 
most localities in Iowa and elsewhere, have been influenced solely 
in their choice of that locality by salubrity of climate, richness of 
soil, accessibility of prospective markets, and the probability of 
having- satisfactory neighbors. The founders of Grinnell had a due 
regard to all these considerations, and resolved also to attract those 
here who would cordially cooperate with them in developing a 
moral and an educational center in their new home. 

The success of their etTort has equaled all reasonable expectations. 
Probably no one who ever walked long by their side will attend the 
centennial celebration tifty years hence. It will be more clearly 
appropriate for those who give character to that hour to emphasize 
the history of the town and to note how completely it may have 
retained the high ideals promulgated here by the men whom we 
honor to-day. 

The ancients could revere their founders of cities as demigods, or 
even as the actual dwellers on Olympus. Prof. James Bryce seems 
to think that much of that spirit still abides in the human mind, 

and especially so when he said that if his university associate, Prof. 
Edward A. Freeman, "should meet the founders of Grinnell, he 
would surely olTer sacrifice to them. No one could prevent him." 
It will be enough for us (yet nothing less will be enough) to pay them 
the sincerest honor by word and by deed, and to continue to incor- 
porate their best thoughts into the character and the history of their 
town and of ours. 

That Grinnell to-day does duly honor their memory is evident 
from the celebration of June tenth. The cool and cloudless 
day was most opportune. The crowded morning assembly, the 
procession stretching away to Hazelwood (the largest that ever 
marched there), the church luncheon-room tilled in every corner as 
never before, and the large attendance at the afternoon speeches 
lingering into the supper hour — all attested the profound interest of 
earlier and of later citizens of Grinnell in the memorial exercises, 
though their homes are now scattered from the Atlantic to the 

We publish the invocation and the more formal addresses of the 
morning, regretting that any of the words of the entire day may 
too soon become "alms to oblivion." 


June 14, 1904. 

,KX:''l ,f? 'tflljl. 

Prayer of Rev. E. M. Vittuiu, at Morning Exercises of 
Seini-Centennial Day. 

O God, thou who art the giver of every good and perfect gift, 
we revere thee and we love thee and we thank thee for all thy good- 
ness to the children of men. We thank thee for that faith which 
moved the patriarch Abraham to go out into a strange land, know- 
ing not whither he went; but he went to become the father of a 
people who should teach the fear of the Lord and the love of Jesus 
to all the nations of the earth. We thank thee for the faith which 
enabled our fathers to brave persecution and imprisonment, chains, 
swords and fagots, for the love of truth, the blessing of liberty and 
the privilege of pure worship. We thank thee for the stalwart 
courage which led them across the sea, which brought them to 
Plymouth Rock, not knowing whither they went. We thank thee 
that when they sought a home they found a country; and when 
they struggled for freedom they built a nation. We thank thee 
for the strength of muscle and brain and spirit which enabled them 
to build better than they knew. We thank thee for the courage 
and energy which led brave men and women to build pioneer 
homes upon this spot. We thank thee for the young men of con- 
secration who left established homes in the east and banded them- 
selves together to preach the gospel in this new land. We thank 
thee for the faith which sustained them, for the eyes which enabled 
them to see visions of the future, for the ears which heard the voice 
of God, saying, "Let there be light." We thank thee for this col- 
lege, which they founded in sacrifice, in hope and in prayer. We 
thank thee for the honest pride which enables us to-day to claim 
that we are citizens of no mean city. We thank thee for our 
homes, our college, our public schools, our public library, our 
churches, our city government, and our commercial prosperity. 
We thank thee for all that is pure and clean and holy and uplifting 
in our community. And now, O Lord, we pray thee to continue 
thy blessings. We pray thee for that "humility of soul which 

stooping- riiiseth it." We pray thee for faith, for hope, for purity 
and righteousness. Wilt thou bless the college. Wilt thou enlarge 
it in numbers and in influence, in resources and equipment. But 
above all, wilt thou make it to follow more and more closely the 
leadership of Jesus Christ. Wilt thou bless this town. Purify our 
hearts, sanctify our patriotism, and increase our love. Bless us in 
our business as seemeth good to thee. Give us the opportunity 
and the desire to experience the great blessing to which the Master 
referred when he said, "It is more blessed to give than to receive." 
Bless the aged in oiu" midst, preserve them to us for many years 
and make their last days their best days for themselves and for us. 
Bless those that have gone from us; make them good men and 
women, useful in many communities. Bless those that have re- 
turned to us for a brief season, may they leave -a blessing and may 
they receive a blessing. May we build upon the noble foundations 
of the past structures of beauty and holiness. May this town in- 
crease in influence for good in many lands. May it be like a city 
set upon a hill which cannot be hid. May our light so shine 
among men that they may the more glorify our Father which is in 
heaven. But in all our life and labor may we seek a better country, 
that is an heavenly, a city which hath foundation whose builder 
and maker is God' Bless other communities throughout our land 
and the world. Bless our nation, strengthen it and purify it. 
Bless all the poor and weak and lonely. Bless the nations of the 
earth, and teach them to deal with their fellow nations as the good 
Samaritan dealt with the wounded man on the road to Jericho. 
Bless those nations that know not Christ. Bless the heralds of 
salvation in lands of darkness. Especially do we pray for those of 
our own number who have left this home to plant churches and 
schools and hospitals in alien lands. Protect them from danger 
and give them success in their labors, and may the earth be filled 
with the knowledge of the glory of the Lord as the waters cover 
the sea. In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen. 


Address of lion, Honry M. llaiuiltoii IJoadby President 
Dan F. Bradley. 

Prof. L. F. Parker used these words in introducing the speaker. 

"Of the four men interested in choosing" tiiis town site, Henry M. 
Hamilton was tlie youngest, and twenty tliree years old wlien they 
lirst met, a youtli of rare genius for large enterprises. Ill health 
forhids i)is presence today, a sore disappointment to liim and to us. 
In the address lie sends us he pictures tlie central element in his 
business life. We had hoped he would give that element special 
emphasis without limiting liimself to it. 

We regret that all Grinnell can not take his hand, look into his 
eyes and tell him how liighly wc appreciate his siiare in providing 
for us our prairie home. 

His paper will now be read by President Dan. F. Uradley of Iowa 


Millstone, New Jersey, June 1st, 1904. 

7b the j\[an(ujin(i Coiunitttcc for (lie Sciui-Ctntiin.aiid Cclcbraluju af the 
FuandiiKj of the City of UriancU, Jaioti: 

Gentlemen: Havinii, astheunlyonelivinjiof the four founders 
of the City of Grinnell, had a courteous invitation from your 
chairman, Piof. L. F. I'aiker, to deliver an address at such cele- 
bration with the suggestion that my address should deal with the 
subject of railroads, 1 assume that Pn)f. Parker meant that 1 
should follow the example of Horace Greely with his hook entitled 
"What I know of farming" and say something: of what 1 know 
about railroads. This naturally leads me to commence near the 
beginning. In the year 1853 on account of my health 1 left West- 
ern Reserve College, Hudson, Ohio, where I was a student, and 
(4-)tained a position as rodman on that part of the Atlantic and 
Great Western Railroad between Marion, Ohio, and Cincinnati, 
the same being now the Cincinnati Branch of the Erie l^ailroad. 
My work was in a region where typhoid fever then prevailed. 
Being attacked by it 1 was confined to my bed two months. While 

recuperating 1 read in the New York Imlcpmdcnt Mr. Grinnell's 
proposition to found a colony on government land in Iowa or 
Minnesota. I immedateily wrote to Mr. Grinnell. Our cor- 
respondence resulted in a meeting at the Weddell House, Cleveland, 
Ohio, on the 23rd of February, 1854, and in a trip to Iowa shortly 

Having decided to locate the colony at the place where the City 
of Grinnell now stands my slight experience in railroading made 
me anxious about a deep cut more than a mile long that would be 
necessary in building the railrad through the town plat of Grinnell 
on the location that had been determined by the engineers the best 
that could be found. We began to hear unpleasant reports that 
this very objectionable deep cut could be avoided by a route further 
south that would leave our colony six miles away from a railroad. 
At this juncture 1 had occasion to examine an eighty acre tract of 
land lying between Sugar Creek and Rock Creek south of such lo- 
cated railroad line and found a peculiar deep hollow that extended 
nearly from the valley of Sugar Creek to that of Rock Creek. 1 
saw at once how the dreaded long deep cut could be avoided and 
have the railroad go through the Grinnell town plat with a saving 
in distance as compared with the located line through the long 
deep cut. 

During my next visit to Iowa City 1 called at the ofhce of Mr. 
Peter A. Dey who had immediate charge of the location of this 
railroad. 1 informed him 1 could avoid that diflicult work and still 
go through the Grinnell town plat. Mr. Dey replied, "It is im- 
possible; what you claim is preposterous." 1 said, "Nevertheless 1 
can show you." Mr. Dey finally said, "1 will go with you to see, 
as you are so persistent but it will be a wild goose chase." He 
came to Grinnell where 1 furnished him a saddled horse and rode 
another myself. Mr. Grinnell seeing Mr. Dey inquired the mean- 
ing of his presence and when told offered to join the party. All 
three then proceeded to examine my discovery. 1 led the way 

first to a narrow rim of land on the west side of Sugar 
Creek, then to a similar rim on the east side of Rock Creek 
and pointing from one rim to the other across the deep hollow 1 
said to Mr. Dey, "There is where you should build your railroad." 
Mr. Dey replied, "There is where we will build it." 

A letter from Mr. Dey dated Dec. 29, 1891, says, "We found 
the country between Grinnell and the south Skunk River very 
dillicult to get over with a favorable line. The suggestions you 
made and the depressions in the ridges you pointed out induced us 
to change the route west of Grinnell." The suggestions 1 made 
saved about two miles in distance and at least $100,000 in cost of 

The Chicago Rock Island and Racitic Railroad, the legal succes- 
sor of the Mississippi and Missouri Railroad, is. now in 1904, 
operated along the line 1 pointed out to Mr. Dey and the route 1 
pointed out settled beyond question that the town of Grinnell 
would secure the railroad. 

In January 1859 a meeting was called to assemble at Hddyville, 
in Wapello county, to organize a railroad company to build a rail- 
road from that town to Cedar Rapids. Seeing the call for a meet- 
ing printed in some newspaper 1 proposed to Mr. Grinnell that we 
go'^together to that meeting and try to direct the movement so the 
line would pass through Grinnell. He considered it absurd to think 
of diverting a proposed railroad intending to run northeast to Cedar 
Rapids so that it would run almost an opposite direction and there- 
fore declined to go. 1 then invited the late Mr. Samuel Cooper to 
go with me. Mr. Cooper and 1 rode to Eddyville behind his 
fine pair of horses. 1 found the convention largely composed of 
delegates from Monroe, Wapello and Mahaska counties. 1 explained 
to the meeting that aline from Eddyville northward through Oska- 
loosa and Grinnell would be much cheaper to construct than one 
to Cedar Rapids and that it would be directly in line of a railroad 
that would sometime be opened between St. Dniis and St. Paul. 


The delegates became more interested in the route through Grinnell 
than in the other and adjourned to a future day for further con- 

Circumstances prevented my going to the adjourned meeting but 
the ground 1 had prepared at the tirst meeting then had fruition. 

At the second meeting the lirst U)wa Central Kailroad Company 
was organized and thus atttMition was publicly called to Grinnell as 
a probable railroad center. 

Mr. Grinnell attended the second railroad meeting and was elect- 
ed president of the new railroad company. 

The development of the railroad route from State Center to 
Grinnell and from Grinnell to Montezuma originated in a conver- 
sation between Hon. S. F. Cooper and myself. 1 told him there 
was an exceedingly favorable route for a rail road from Grinnell to 
Burlington, Iowa, which Grinnell people could work up. 1 told 
him a line existed there on which a railroad could be built with very 
little grading and almost without a bridge. He replied, "Hamilton, 
you are wild; there are hills there three hundred feet high." I insisted 
that such a line did exist and olTered to pay all expenses down and 
back if he would walk to Burlington through tields and wherever 
the divide should lead him. He made the investigating trip on foot 
and found the line just what 1 had described. I paid the expenses 
of this exploratii)n as 1 had agreed to do. 

The result was a railroad company was incorporated to build a 
railroad from Burlington through Grinnell to Webster City. A 
transit and level survey was made the whole distance. Bonds and 
stocks were printed. A trartic agreement was executed by the Chi- 
cago, Burlington and QLiincy Railroad Company by which the 
funds would have been provided for building the railroad at once. 
Just then came the great Chicago lire which burned up the agree- 
ment. Circumstances were so changed by that fire the project in 
that shape had to drop. The railroad from Grinnell to Montezuma 
grew out uf that movement; also the railroad from Grinnell to Stale 

Center. Soon after this business requiring- me to go to the state of 
New York 1 took my wife and child with me. 

That was about the commencement of the oil excitement in 
Pennsylvania growing out of the discovery of largely yielding 
petroleum wells. 1 was attracted there within three years. 1 
brought away a moderate fortune made by a rise in the value of 
land 1 had bought believing it would produce oil in quantity, which 
it did. 1 was glad to see my purchaser take from this land mure 
than 1^1,000,000 clear prolit in cash above what he paid nie U>y the 

About this time there was much indignation in the United States 
toward the Camden and Amboy Railroad Company of New Jersey 
because that company had from the New Jersey courts obtained 
an injunction against the New Jersey Southern Railroad Company 
and the Camden and Atlantic Railroad Company forbidding 
those companies carrying soldiers to the front across the state of 
New Jersey, even in an emergency. 

At this time while sitting in the otlice of a prominent banking 
house in New York City, one of the tirm about 36 years old said 
to me, "1 should like to build an opposition railroad between New 
York and Philadelphia," upon which 1 made the apparently absurd 
declaration, "1 will build a railroad between New York and Phila- 

The following extracts . from the History of Hunterdon and 
Somerset counties. New Jersey, 1881, show what were the results. 
Under the heading, "New York and Philadelphia New Line" the 
following appears in that book: 

"The history of this road is one of unusul interest: In 1867 
Henry M. Hamilton of New York conceived the idea of building a 
new line of railroad from New York to Philadelphia. He removed 
to New Jersey for that purpose and entered on the undertaking, 
which only succeeded after a tremendous struggle between the pop- 
ular will as it centered in him and the united railroads of New 


Jersey, a struggle which will ever be memorable in the annals of 
the state. When the Legislature of 1873 convened it was found 
that the Lower House was largely in favor of a competing railroad, 
and of granting whatever legislation might be necessary to give 
undoubted right tu build a new railroad between the two great 
cities of the continent. Mr. Hamilton and his friends prepared a 
Free Railroad Law for New Jersey, which prohibited any company 
from having a railroad monopoly between New York, and Phila- 
delphia. This became a law April 2, 1873. Under its provisions 
the Delaware and Bound Brook Railroad Company was incorpor- 

"All obstacles having been removed the road was rapidly com- 
pleted and in May, 1876, it was opened for travel, in time for the 
Centennial Exposition that year. It is equipped and operated by 
the Philadelphia & Reading Railroad Company on a lease of nine 
hundred and ninety years from May 1, 1879, and from a short line 
between New York and Philadelphia. To Mr. Hamilton is due the 
credit of this whole undertaking as it was by his enterprise it was 
projected, by his foresight protected from opposing railroad com- 
panies, by his skill and untlinching perseverance it was carried 
through. To him is due the passage of the Free Railroad Law of 
New Jersey and the liberation of the state from the curse of special 

Since then I have been engaged in other important and well known 
railroad enterprises. 

Very Respectfully, 



Address by Dr. I>. O. Mears as the lleprosontative of 
Josiali liiishiiell Griiiiiell. 

The influence of first settlers in any community is never lost. 
Character bears better fruit than acres, it is not the trees of the 
streets that have made the town famous but its men and women. 
A community is safer with a Jonathan Edwards than with a Jesse 
James; the same with their children. Pioneers whose object is 
gold fashion looser morals than they who prize conscience above 
gold. Solid worth belongs where heart and soul are concerned 
with conduct. The whole ditference between a mining town and a 
college town rests upon character. The garden of the sluggard is 
just as thriftless as its lazy owner. There is always crime where 
there are criminals; while order and thrift and decency are assured 
where good morals dominate. A town whose inhabitants believe 
in the Church is as much nearer respectability as the saloon is 
away from all virtue, and near to criminality. 

Grinnell has reason to celebrate "Old Settlers' Day." In com- 
munities, as in personal lives, a good start is half the battle. The 
town that has ruled out the saloon has consequently never had a 
pauper. It meant a good deal as to the character of those four 
men who slept all night in the open air under bare poles crossing 
each other above their heads; — Grinnell, Hamlin, Hamilton, and 
Holyoke. In their pre-emption of these six thousand acres they 
fastened their characters'upon the whole region. 

It is my part to speak of the founder of the town, Josiah Bush- 
nell Grinnell. His life can never be considered apart from those 
who associated with him in the redemption of these virgin acres to 
education and religion, fifty years ago. He summed up the char- 
acteristics needful for such an enterprise, in his call issued in the 
New York Independent, as follows: 

"In companies, with persons of congenial moral and religious 
sentiments, embracing mechanics, and pecuniary ability to make 
the school and Church paramount and attractive institutions from 

the outset." His associates were those who approved of such prin- 
ciples. They represented the high purpose of the settlement of the 
new community. 

Josiah B. Grinnell was in the thirty-third year of his age when 
he and his associates ended their long journey here, begun in the 
far east. In a peculiar degree the young and intrepid leader was 
eminently fitted for the great work. His enthusiasm could not be 
lessened by the hardships and ditliculties sure to fall upon them. 
If there was one bright speck of a golden cloud in the whole dark 
sky, his vision was on that bright harbinger rather than upon all 
else. He was gifted with a persistency that meant success. His 
acquaintance was broad, and his knowledge of men profound. He 
was widely known through his varied work as preacher and 
editor. Leading men of the East were interested in his movements. 

Added to his natural fitness the young Grinnell had been edu- 
cated in the collegiate curriculum of the times and had graduated 
from Auburn Theological Seminary. His pastorates in Washing- 
ton and New. York had given him the best post-graduate course 
among the stirring actors and thinkers of the day. In Boston and 
Washington he had met the most brilliant minds in their antagonism 
against slavery. He seems to have known all ihe great leaders in 
philanthropic and political circles. Somehow, if some distinguished 
return of a slave to slavery was in Boston, Grinnell was there. If 
some great genius in the United States Senate, like Henry Clay, 
was to be heard, Grinnell was there. He had stood behind the 
stirring scenes that were convulsing the whole Republic under the 
garb of human slavery. In his days as pastor of the Congregation- 
al Church in Washington, he had been pointed to the North Star as 
the direction for his personal safety from assault. Back of him 
were such men as Horace Greeley, the great editor; Beecher, the un- 
matched preacher: Phillips, the orator whose opinions even in cold 
type the Republic will keep alive; Henry Wilson, the rising states- 
man; and others in the galaxy of fame in these later years. Shar- 


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ng with such men the common impulses of the higher law, it is no 
vonder that thousands in other communities were interested in 
what the early settlers were doing here. 

It is probably safe to say that no other town in the United States 
s more favorably known than this. It has builded itself around 
he college and the Church. It has graduated leaders from its col- 
ege into distinguished positions known and appreciated everywhere. 
vVe shall see how its influence has spread far from its boundaries, 
md how Iowa has been shaped by influences originated here. 

Yet for all this, the young leader was driven here. In September 
1853, Mr. Grinnell as pastor of the Congregational Church of New 
York City was speaking in the open air at the ship yards in that 
:ity. Upon the giving out of his voice that afternoon he sought 
the advice of Horace Greeley, one of his listeners, who uttered to his 
young friend the words now fifty years famous: "Go West, young 
man. Go West!" If God sometimes impresses upon his creatures 
the characteristics that are divine, it may be that God was doing 
what the eagle always does; pushing the eaglet, afraid to fly, up 
the nest only to push it off to try its wings. God pushed the 
young and successful preacher out of New York City, by his hoarse- 
ness; and Mr. Greeley was a sort of prophet pointing out whither 
the young one should fly. 

Time fails to describe his services as reporter and writer for the 
Tribune, during which time he was looking about for a place of 
settlement, building upon no other's foundations. It was no slight 
friendship when Henry Farnam, the great railroad magnate, point- 
ed northward from Missouri and said, "Go to Iowa, a free State, 
which 1 have just come from!" telling him at the same time of the 
railroad he was to build. More than this, among Mr. Farnam's 
engineers was the son of the Rev. Dr. Leonard Bacon of New 
Haven, and to whom he introduced him. Theodore Bacon the 
engineer pointed out this prairie as the highest point between the 
boundaries of the State. No Iowa Central was crossing the Rock 


Island Railroad, but Theodore Bacon's finger or cane marked out 
tlie junction wliere two roads should cross. His laconic advice was 
readily t;iken, "Ijise no time, tni there will he a lush tor hmd, and 
tlie Ivst will be taken,- the I'oys mean to lake it up." Some of 
you will remember Ihe diHIculiy that seemed to arise. It was 
thoui:ht th;it the puicha^e ol the seciion could come only by an 
adverti^Cvi sale. Hut against the s^eiieral opinion was the discovery 
by the y(juni; Grinnell tliat the pre-enipiion of tiie land could be 
taken under the old territorial liw. It was to take advantage of 
such a law that the quartette, Griimel!, Hamlin, Hamilton, and 
Holyoke, slept on planks unJer two cross poles for an imaginary 
booth all night. 

The whole tract after the legal pioceedings had been taken, was 
bought by Grinnell with a pait of the legacy received by Mrs. Grin- 
nell from her father's estate. iJining these fifty years Mrs. Grin- 
nell's quiet, beautiful life gave strength and blessing to the rugged 
founder and she has acted her noble and alfectionate part in the 
development of the town as benefactor and unfailing friend of each 
and all. Long may her life be spared for comfort and inspiration! 

Immediately after plotting the estate aroun.i the portion set apart 
for a College Campus, many of the choicest lots were set apart for 
the college. The sale of these lots has amounted to at least 
^75,000. lor the College. The history of the College falls toother 
records than mine; but it will be rememl-'ered how late purchasers 
were asked to pledge something towards the "Literary Treasury" 
after securing their lands at cost, (jrinnell would be disgraced 
were a single illiterate to grow up among- its citizenship. The town 
has given its character upon the State, since having high position 
upon the legislative Committee in 1858, Mr. Grinnell was instru- 
mental in framing the Free School Law of Iowa. It was no less an 
authority than the Iowa State Register that has said: "Mr. Grin- 
nell's life record would be a history of Iowa." 

No sooner had the young man Grinnell become the owner of 

se thousands of acres than he deliberately formed and enacted 
plan of guarding- the morals of the town by the prohibitory en- 
ment in the deed for each lot, thus forever keeping the curse of 
saloon away from its domain. It was the action of a young 
n confronting the tendency of all new settlements: daring to act 
itrary to the opinions of judges and courts; defying the whole 
^anized tratiic of death. Promises of high ottice if he would 
)p the theory never moved him; threats of assault never intim- 
ted him. In this, as in other matters, was a spirit and reason 
it can be quoted in his own words; "What there was in the 
inding of Grinnell was an unwritten purpose under the hat of 
e man, waiting an opportunity." He recognized the philosophy 
prevention being far better than cure after the evil has been 
ne. It was action like this that has given Iowa her proud place 
long the Commonwealths of the Union, that has been conspic- 
us in empty jails and prisons. It requires exceptional men to 
zomplish such exceptional deeds. On this one fact alone, Grin- 
11 as a town stands on its lofty eminence as a light house shed- 
ig its light over the dashing waves of death and despair. The 
ed of every owner of a lot changing hands can never tear out 
at prohibitive enactment whose validity has been affirmed by 
e courts. 

Fifty years have marked the rising value of liberty. Fifty years 
,0 some men were reckoned in value by dollars and cents; now 
id for forty years, the least among the eighty millions is worth 
e whole reserves of government in protecting him in his rights, 
is interesting to observe that the stations of the underground 
ilroad were in the most moral communities; and among these 
ations, Grinnell holds an eminent place. Here John Brown 
•ought his retinue of blacks on their way to freedom; and while 
hicago knew of their presence, there was not daring enough even 
1 the government to send the sheriti' here to seize them. The town 
as courageous like the leader. Here John Brown spoke to hun- 

dreds who were unappalled at any threatened dang:er. In what is 
now the "Liberty Room," then the parlor of J. B. Grinnell's house, 
the hero of Osawatomie wrote the proclamation he issued a few 
weeks later at Harper's Ferry. As time rolls on, your history in 
that eventful year of 1859, will shine out more and more clear 
among the examples of heroic courage and strength. Ni)r did the 
interest in "Old John Brown"stop here. In vain were dissuasions 
uri^ed against his descent into Virginia, hut after Harper's Ferry had 
become historic, the minions of Governor Wise found in one of 
John Brown's pockets a letter from J. B, Grinnell, for which rea- 
son the telegram was sent here that sheritTs were on the way from 
Washington to arrest the man whose name was appended to the letter. 
To accommodate the government Grinnell took the tlrst train south, 
meeting the train on its way north with the sheritfs. Friends in 
Washington had warned him to get himself out of the way; but about 
the time the sheritfs reached Grinnell, Mr. Grinnell entered the 
proper offices in Washington. The officials were too slow, making 
no arrest although he frequently called upon them, only to be told 
at last that he was too willing a witness, upon which, after he had 
looked around Washington at his leisure, he returned home. 

That man does the best work who gets where his thoughtful in- 
terest is. The patriot goes to the war in which he believes. What 
we think ought to be done we ought to do. We must go where 
duty calls. Mr. Grinnell was as active as his brain was intense. 
AtTairs of Iowa were as imperative to him as were those of the 
town. "Here," he said, "was Iowa incarnate," and besought to 
form into the State what had been serviceable here. His platform 
was short and definite: "No Liquor Shops; Free Schools for Iowa; 
No Nationalizing of Slavery." In such a platform were involved 
morality, intelligence, and freedom. He had the ambition to make 
Iowa more than the Massachusetts of the West. How he loved it! 
What atfection he had for Harlan, Grimes, Wilson, Allison, and a 
host besides! What pride that Iowa had less illiteracy than any 

other State in the Union! What beauty in the tlelds of corn! 
Why his purchase of busliels of apple-seeds except to make Iowa a 
fruit-bearing State! Why did he send for Ehn-tree-seeds from 
New Haven, but to remind of a culture even from the soil! His 
affection took in the whole prairie from the Mi^^sissippi to the Mis- 
souri. Your historian has well said, "His name was linked with 
everything that made the Stale belter or lifted it up to an honor- 
able position among its sister States ot tiie Republic." The net- 
work of your railroadi. were his highways lor travel by night or 
day. He felt himself almost an honorary ofiicial wherever the vital 
strength of the State was concerned. 

But more than Iowa. Patriotism knows no sectionalism. Grin- 
nail's loyalty could not be shortened by hirgest river or highest 
mountain range. Refusing official honors repeatedly from the 
War Administration of Lincoln, J. B. GrinntU at last took and 
held his seat in Congress for lour years at your direction. He there 
introduced the resolution whose adoption resulted in arming the 
blacks just out from slavery. He had full pait in adopting the 
Thirteenth Amendment abolishing the vestiges of slavery forever. 
Also his vote was cast for the Fourteenth and Fifteenth Amend- 
ments. After the subhme event, the adoption of the Thirteenth 
Amendment, amidst shouts and tears, Congress adjourned for the 
day having accomplished the greatest work since the adoption of 
the Constitution. In the august achievements of those great days, 
Grinnell seated by "the Old Connnoner" was no novice ni alfairs. 

Meantime, his acquaintance was growing broader Lincoln, 
Stanton, Seward, Thaddeus Stevens, were only specimens of the 
giants of those epoch-making years. Grinnell's fame was nation- 
al. Thenceforth, editors of the mighty press, railway magnates, most 
noted preachers, statesmen, reformers, — all gave him a welcome. 
His courtesy made Thaddeus Stevens his devoted friend; his strict 
integrity placed in his hands the receivership of the Iowa Central 
Railroad; his humanity made him the chosen appointee of twenty 

states to enact through Congress a bill for the care of cattle against 
pleuro-pneumonia; his integrity singled him out to be appointed 
Commissioner for the sale of Cherokee Neutral Lands. Like the 
Corsican, he accomplished what he undertook; but, unlike the 
Corsican, no seltish undertaking led to a Waterloo of defeat. His 
life reached its zenith unsullied and serene. He had never spared 
himself until disease crept into his life-blood. He had nothing to 

For thirty-seven years history had its sources in the close atfili- 
ation of the early settlers with that uf the founder of the town. J. 
B. Grinnell felt others' sorrows as his own. Hardships he laughed at; 
scant luxuries never disturbed him. His life was bound up with 
the town and college. Contrasted with the advancement and 
growth of the town he counted personal sacrifices as of small ac- 
count. Iowa was his Ixjust as a State, and Grinnell his ideal 

The one day of your history whose calamity unfolded the mut- 
ual loyalty of the citizens compels mention as the eventful June 17, 
1882. It was the day whose skies at sunset were lurid and por- 
tentous,— tornado day. Who can forget that swath of death a 
quarter of a mile wide that left amidst its total destruction thirty- 
two dead and more than a hundred others wounded, many ol 
whom died, all of this town. Mr. Grinnell was far from home 
that Saturday night in Atlantic, when Superintendent Royce of 
the Rock Island Railroad sent a special train to bring him home. 
His face was haggard from the thrilling agonies of that wild night, 
on reaching home. Death and destruction on all sides! War on 
these peaceful streets could not have been more cruel. The be- 
loved College struck! 

In all the desolation and dismay, it was no time for mourning. 
With smitten hearts aching under the awful catastrophe it wa5 
pre-eminently the time for action. The life or the death of the 
College seemed to hang upon the decisions under such stress, 


Even in that desobtion the College Coniiiiencenient was held. 
Back to such bravery and courai:e, the tuvvn and College owe 
largely then- present ihritt. Si-arcel}' had the bells tolled Iheir dirg- 
es of sorrow when Mr. (jrinnell was on Ins '.\ay lo ihe commercial 
centres to build up the colleiie and the town. Then began the task 
of months in wiiich weie galhi.-red from K'adiiig magnate> i\\c sum 
of sixty thousand lor the Colk\e besides >ub>ianiial help 
for those whose losses ihere had been m- iu-uiauce U> meet, all 
this at his own personal expen>e. Among *.thers in loyally J. B. 
Grinnel! holds his eminent place as a hero iniawed by adversity, 
unmoved from duty by almost despair. 

But there comes a time in every caieer when quiet succeeds ac- 
tivities. His quickne>s ot speedi was mellowed. Hi^ steps were 
more slowly taken. I "he nervous gestuies ^^xwc place to feebleness 
and rest. 

He had nothing to do but wait. Ilie powerful constitution was 
slowly breaking \io\vn. Like (jcneral Crant wt^rknig upon his 
Memoirs while the days w^re grov.'ing fewer, so (jiini.L'll kc^pt pen 
in hand upon the "M.^n and l:venis ol Foity Years" recalling to 
memory the agitators and mighty souls he had known, manv ol 
whom were in^he "sileni halls of tiie flereatter." The early pioneer 
was now to take another journey upon an untried pathway in his 
experience. His taith in the eternal future deepened as he drew 
near to it. He could repeat Paul's assertion; "I know wlK)m 1 
have believed, and am persuaded that He is able to keep that 
which 1 have committed unto Him against that day." The echoes 
of the past were passing into silence."" Surroundecl by family and 
friends, he took sweet counsel. At length even the scre.ims of the 
engines on lines of tratiic v.ere unnoticed. He grew gentle as a 
little child. His chair at the window gave him the pleasure ot 
looking upon the bustle and toil outside while at night he kept 
watch of the stars in their lonely silence. 

On the lateevening of Maich 3l, l89l, he passed into the other 
life of which this is a preparation, his woik all done, fits was a 
royal soul, noble, unselfish and loving. 

•• To live ill iiuLirti. we leuve betiiiul 
Is not to die." 

l>r. Thomas llolyoke aiul the Planting ot Grinnell. 

By J. Irving Manatt. 

Mr. Mayor, Fellow-Toiousmen, Ladies and Gentlemen: 

New li^ht is forever breaking forth on old scriptures, whether 
sacred or secular; and a dark saying- of Homer, which mystitied me 
when I pondered it on the spot at Sparta, is cleared up as 1 recall it 
today at Grinnell. You remember how young Telemachus in 
search of his father has made his happy visit with Helen and Men- 
elaus and is eager to be ott" tor home; and how the host proposes 
that they shall first take a turn through Hellas and gather in con- 
tributions, as Homeric genllemen are in the way of doing. And 
he urges: "No one will send you away empty, but each will give 
you something to take home— either a tripod of goodly bronze or 
a precious vessel or two mule> or a golden bc-aker." Now, for the 
life ot me, i cuuld nevL'r soe what business these mules had in the 
midst of these objects of virtue! But the secret is out. Homer, 
with that Shakespearean provision of his, but forecasts in a para- 
ble this program of ours: the tripod, the vase, the mules, and the 
golden beaker! 

From the tripod oracular we have heard (though by proxy) the 
one one voice that still speaks with authority of the day we cele- 
brate; and we all feel that in losing Hamilton we have paid too 
high a price for redemption of New Jersey. We had hoped to 
welcome him back to the United States and wish he had come this 
time to grow up with the country. 

And that vessel of grace, honor, and capacity— how our Found- 
er himself would have rejoiced to sit under its droppings today. 
It would have reminded him, as it reminded us, of the fresh breezes 
that breathed from those unshorn meadows titty years ago- 
laden with the fragrance of flowers which no census could number. 
Or it might have carried him back to his boyhood and the Green 
Mountain home with its own Sugar Grove; at least, as there tlowed 

from Dr. Mears' lips that speech sweeter than honey, I fancied my- 
self assisting at a genuine old Vermont sugaring otf — a function for 
which no vessel is too precious. 

And now the mules — a dispensation of Providence — to exercise 
you in patience and pump you dry in preparation for the golden 
chalice sparkling with the vintage of '56, the genuine old L. F. P. 
brand which has been titty years a-mellowing and must be ripe and 
prime today! In the old days, when he was professor of the Whole 
Blessed Business, we learned to love him; when he drew his sword 
as a simple Lieutenant we all fell in and followed him; and 
now, in our grizzled age, we have come from the two oceans to 
answer his call as the predestined Field Marshal of this historic day, 
in all our hearts he is above the law; and I trust your Honor will 
sutler him to decant his Olympian honeydew right here without 
forfeiting the church's title to the premises. 

1 am glad to join you in this festival of memory; and all the 
mofe so, that I am to speak for a man who would never speak tor 
himself, if modesty be a sanctifying virtue, then Thomas Holyoke 
was entitled to the halo; if lemembrance of good men be a duty, 
we are all in that duly bound to him. 

In this company there must be not a few who knew him longer 
and better than I did; but is there one who knew aught of him 
beyond the good life lived here in their midst.? Is there one who 
knew that his was a lineage as ancient and honorable as any in our 
hist(>ry .!• Related to him as 1 came to be in his later years, 1 cannot 
recall one word from his lips about his family; and, indeed, when 
1 consented to speak as his representative here to-day, he was still 
to me a man without an ancestry. 1 knew nothing of the histori- 
cal background which, as being his, becomes of right part and par- 
cel of the fame of this community. 

Through this modest founder our history runs back in two main 
lines to Flizal^ethan England— to Warwickshire in one line, to Som- 
ersetshire in the other. 


John Holyoke, of Alcesler— pronounced Auster (a villa i;e with a 
twelfth century monastery and perpetuating in its name its earlier 
history as a Roman camp) was an easy neighbor of Will Shake- 
speare of Stratford; and they might well have met half-way at 
Shottery and disputed Anne Hathaway's favors. In fact, John 
wedded Elizabeth Slokes, and their sou Edward, having espoused 
a parson's daughter, Prudence Stockton, of Tamworth, came to 
New England in 1638 (or twenty-two years after Shakespeare's 
death) and settled at Lynn. Their son Elizur took to wife Mary 
Pynchon of Springtleld; and she bore him Elizur the second, who 
married Mary Eliot, and served as his father and grandfather had 
done before him in the Great and General Court. To this second 
Elizur and Mary Eliot were born four daughters and seven sons; 
and one of these sons was the first great President of Harvard. 
Edward Holyoke held that otfice for thirty-two years (the average 
tenure thus far is thirteen years, and that of his twelve successors 
only eight years, leaving Holyoke's record unique until anolher 
Eliot came to break it); and in his portrait as drawn by President 
Quincy we recognize the very qualities of the ■ Holyoke we all 
knew: "Fidelity and uprightness were the prominent features of 
his character. In duty punctual; in judgment sound; in manners 
urbane, in his official relations earnest, assiduous, and unremitting, 
he acquired the contidence of the friends of the Seminarv and the 
esteem of the public; and his administration was at once the long- 
est and one of the most prosperous in the annals of Harvard Col- 
lege." It was, indeed, a long reign and a grand one - judged by 
its historical fruits, the grandest in om academic history. For in 
that little college, hardly larger than yuurs is to-day, Edward 
Holyoke, with his two professors and four tutors, was moulding 
the makers of the nation. In his thirly-two years Holyoke gradu- 
ated not quite a thousand men (to be exact, 997), while Eliot in 
his thirty-five years has sent out more than eight thousand; but 
among Holyoke's graduates were at least ten men who from the 

point of view of public service cannot be matched in the whole his- 
tory of Harvard- Samuel Adamsand James Otis, William Ellery 
and Robert Treat Paine, John Hancock and John Adams, Jonathan 
Trumbull and Joseph Warren, Elbridge Gerry and Timothy Pick- 

President Holyoke died in ollice in 1769; and six years later his 
youngest brother Jacob, after assisting at a certain Boston Tea 
Party, struck out for the Maine woods and in that howling wilder- 
ness helped plant the town of Orrington (now Brewer), where he 
built in his clearing the first permanent home, as Thomas Holyoke 
did here. Like an earlier Jacob, he seems to have gone down — 
"his sons and his sons' sons with him, his daughters and his sons' 
daughters, and all his seed." A least, the Holyoke Genelogy in 
the Massachusetts Historical Society shows Holyokes of three 
generations, born in Boston and buried at Brewer — namely, Jacob, 
his son John, and John's son John. Utile John, who would be 
but three years old at the migration, grew up to be a prosperous 
shipbuilder, married Miriam Tibbets of Beethbay — just across the 
channel from my summer home on Squirrel Island; and reared a 
good old-fashioned family of twelve children. The youngest of his 
eight sons was our founder. 

Having thus traced his direct descent, sutler me now to trace the 
ascent by another line to an even more historic stock. The two 
lines meet when in Boston on the l3th of December, 1768, the 
Reverend John Lothrcjp joins in marriage John Holyoke (our 
Doctor's grandfather) and Elizabeth, who was the daughter of 
Joseph, who was the son of Samuel, who was the son of Robert, 
who was the son of Richard Treat. Richard Treat, born in Somer- 
setshire (1584) and his two sons-in-law, John Deming and Matthew 
Camtield, were among the "Trusty and Well-beloved" to whom 
King Charles granted the Charter which Richard's son Robert after- 
ward 'ventured all he had above his shoulders' to safeguard in the 
Charter Oak. Robert Treat is too great a figure to require identi- 

fication anywhere; but his real greatness can be gauged only by the 
careful student of our colonial history. As an Indian tighter he 
never had his match; and in wisdom, firmness and integrity he was 
easily first among colonial governors. As deputy governor or 
governor, he served Connecticut as long a term as Edward Holyoke 
served Harvard in the presidency; and for fifteen years running 
(except for Andres' brief usurpation) as Governor of the colony 
he ruled an imperial demain. For the Charter expressly granted to 
Richard Treat and his fellow-patentees all the region 'from Narra- 
gansett Bay on the East to the South Sea (that is to say, the Pacific 
Ocean) on the West with the Islands thereunto adjoining.' Under 
that grant I suspect Governor Treat might have claimed jurisdiction 
on this spot and prophetically in Hawaii and the Philippines. 
Withal he was a genial soul and not denied a sense of humor — 
that eminently Christian grace so sadly wanting in the Puritan 
character. As the slury goes little Jane Tapp.whom the lingering 
bachelor had trotted on his knee from infancy, took him up roundly 
one day with: "Stop that, Robert; I'd rather be Treated than 
trotted!" Whereupon, Robert stood Treat; and some of the old 
books credit Robert and Jane with one and twenty olTspring. In 
fact, they had only eleven — one of them a character and the image 
of his time. Samuel Treat was the first minister of Eastham, an 
offset of Plymouth on the bent forearm of Cape Cod, and apostle 
to the Indians of that vicinage; and his sermons smell of brimstone 
and smoke with consuming fire to this day. He interests me the 
more because he fitted for college at the Hopkins Grammar School 
in New Haven some 200 years before I taught there; and, being 
honored with an invitation to address the 244th graduating class at 
that ancient school next week, nothing but the inconvenience of 
being in two places a thousand miles apart at one and the same time 
could keep me from recalling there the memory of a man of blood 
and iron whom they have probably forgotten. He did not enter Yale 
as every Hopkins boy does now, because there was no Yale till a 

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generation later. So Samuel took his degree at Harvard just two 
centuries before Horace Robbins of the seed of John Alden and a 
few names of us with no such distinction graduated here in 1869. 
You will tind a good account of him in Sibley's Harvard Graduates 
or in the Massachusetts Historical Society's Collection (1802); or if 
these are out of reach, that scoffer Thoreau serves up our sul- 
phurous Son of riuiuder and one of his red-hot sermons in his 
"Cape Cod." He was a reversion to type in the pulpit; and yet 
the historian of Eastham tells us that he 'was fond of a stroke of 
humor and a practical joke.' If this humor failed to cool off his 
sermons, which at times threw his women-folk into spasms, we 
may belive that it enabled him to appreciate an earlier vote of the 
Eastham town meeting,— namely, 'that a part of every whale cast 
on shore be appropriated to tlie support of the ministry.' He prob- 
ably retlected that he was not the tirst minister in the whaling busi- 
ness, though 1 cannot believe he would have sanctioned Thoreau's 
spiteful remark: "For my part, if 1 were a minister, 1 would 
rather trust to the bowels of the billows on the back side of Cape 
Cod to cast up a whale for me than to the generosity of many a 
country parish that 1 know." At least, his red parishioners for 
whom he labored throughout the forty-five years of his Eastham 
ministry, "venerated him as a pastor and loved him as a father;" 
were always "attentive to his comforts or necessities," with free 
service and free gifts; and, when he died by a stroke of palsy just 
after the Great Storm in March 1716, these praying Indians tunnel- 
ed through the snowdrift and bore him to the grave. He was the 
thrifty father of thirteen children, one of whom became the mother 
if Robert Treat Paine the signer and another the great-grandfather 
of our Doctor; and, if 1 dwell upon him here, the reason may -ap- 
pear when 1 come to speak of Dr. Holyoke's own spiritual heredity. 
Of such stock, then, Thomas Holyoke was born at Brewer, March 
16, 1818; graduated M. D. at Harvard 1847, being one of twelve 
Holyokes on the Harvard roll as there are twelve Treats on the Yale 

roll; settled 1848 at Searsport where on October 2, 1849 he mar- 
ried Catherine Chirk and practiced his profession until he joined 
Grinnell, Hamilton, and Hamlin in planting this town in 1854. 
Such the short and simple anir.ds of his early life t(j which— owing to 
the ingrained Holyoke reticence — 1 have little to add. But the 
Brewer Holyokes were people of character and substance. Ship- 
building was the family trade to which the Doctor's eldest brother 
John succeeded — being also a pillar in tiie Congregational church 
and Seminary, bank president, and member of the legislature, as 
was a younger brother Caleb. Of the Doctor's early education 1 
can learn nothing. Mr. Rodney Clark told the old settlers in 1895 
that he graduated at Waterville before studying medicine, while 1 
had supposed that he studied at Bowdoin; but inquiries at both 
colleges have failed to connect him with either. His name does 
not appear on the books of Bowdoin or Colby — a fact which hardly 
proves more than that he did not graduate at either. Who can 
call the roll of our non-graduates here, young as the college is.? 
He may have been a pupil of the old Waterville Academy and, pos- 
sibly, of the college; and however he came by it, he was essentially 
a better educated man than many— if not most— college graduates. 
George William Curtis tarried but briefly at Brown, but no thor- 
oughbred Brunonian ever approached him in exquisite culture. 
Thomas Holyoke was not a man of words, but somehow he had 
inherited or acquired a taste fi)r pure English; and he relished Dr. 
Cochran's sledgehammer logic as well as Dr. Magoun's golden 
rhetoric. He was charmed with young Arthur Hardy's English 
and had set his heart upon him as the coming president of the col- 
lege. But this is anticipating. 

Whatever his schooling, he must have begun his practical edu- 
cation in his father's shipyards and learned surveying at Brewer. 
Of his Harvard days 1 have failed to get any report. It had occur- 
red to me that his predilection for line English might have owed 
something to the anatomical lectures of the Autocrat of the Break- 


fast Table; but 1 find that he graduated just before Dr. Holmes 
entered upon his professorship. Still he must often have heard 
Harvard's then president, Edward- Everett, another golden mouth if 
not a sparkling wit. His teachers in medicine were Jacob Bigelow, 
Walter Channing, and John W. Webster — the only Harvard pro- 
fessor yet hanged! The college was in North Grove street, Boston; 
the school year began in November and continued seventeen weeks; 
and two such courses only were required for the medical degree — 
the candidate must have studied three full years with a regular 
physician and (if not a graduate in arts) "satisfy the Faculty in 
respect to his knowledge of the Latin language and experimental 
philosophy." The school then enrolled something over 100 

On settling in Searsport, Dr. Holyoke at once took his place as 
a pillar of the church and a close friend of the pastor, Dr. Stephen 
Thurston. In his practice, he often met a young girl ministering 
as her bountiful mother's almoner among his humbler patients and 
straightway fell in love with her. But she was very young and he 
was very sedate; and it was only after a patient wooing — inter- 
rupted by a sailing voyage to Europe for his health — that he won 
and wedded her. In this union the Holyoke and Treat lines met 
and mingled again as they had done at his grandfather's wedding in 
Boston eighty years before. Catherine Clark was descended on 
the mother's side from Richard, Robert, Samuel, and Joseph Treat, 
— her great-great-grandfather, Lieutenant Joshua Treat, being a 
brother of the Doctor's grandmother Elizabeth Treat. In other 
words, she was eighth in direct descent from Governor Treat, while 
her husband was sixth — a notable instance of overlapping genera- 
tions such as may readily occur when the twelfth son of a twelfth 
son weds the eldest daughter of an eldest daughter, and so on indefi- 
nitely. Yet they were not unequally yoked together; they had in- 
herited from a common ancestry kindred qualities and their union 
made for still closer assimilation, so that one may doubt if this 


community or any other ever knew a married pair better fitted foi 
"team work." 

After six years' practice at Searsport, where the bracing: sea-aii 
was too mucli for him. Dr. Holyoke wascastinj^ about for a change 
of chmate and considering among other openings an invitation tc 
take the practice of his old precepter at Cambridge when his Inde- 
pendent brought him "Colonist's" call to the west. It appealed tc 
all that was best in himself and his heredity. It was a call to take 
up the pilgrim statf as his forebears had done— the first Edward 
Holyoke for New England; his grandfather Jacob with all his house 
for the wilds of Maine; Richard Treat to found Wethersfield; Robert 
striking out at eighteen through pathless forests to settle MiUord in 
the heart of the Indian country; Samuel turning his back on Har- 
vard to evangelize the rapidly dwindling "Pawkunnawkuta" ol 
Cape Cod. Thus Thomas Holyoke followed the tradition of hi,^ 
race and moved on, as his sons have done in their turn; and fron- 
that point his life becomes part and parcel of the history of Grin- 
nell, of Iowa College, and of this state. 

And here 1 might well leave the subject as one more familiar tc 
you than to me. Like Mr, Hamilton, 1 have spent so much of m) 
life as a missionary to less favored nations— such as Nebraska, 
Ohio, and Rhode Island-— that your history has grown out of m) 
knowledge. But, for all that, 1 may claim one title to a hearing. 
I am the oldest settler on this platform. In fact, I was an ok 
settler when the wolf and the rattlesnake were still sole proprietor: 
of this scene. Now, some historian has expressed his regret tha 
we have no aboriginal history of New England or Virginia; fanc) 
what a sensation it would be to turn up Massasoit's Memoirs oi 
Pocahontas' Diary. What naive observations on the Pale Face: 
(or the White Feet) shod with tlie preparation of the Gospel ol 
Peace but keeping their powder dry, all the same; fugitives fron 
religious intolerance banishing Baptists and hanging Quakers foi 
the glory of God and a Free Church! Nuw, our tat old Massasoit 

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Poweshiek, left no memorabilia of the Andover Band; and he had 
passed to the happy hunting grounds before Grinnell was. But 
between the Musquawkee and the Yankee came the Real Old Settlers, 
qtionim pars fill. 1 often wonder what the Gauls thought of the 
Greeks who colonized Marseilles some five and twenty centuries 
before our Milton Price was consul there: and so 1 will try to give 
you a Gaul's impressions of Grinnell — yet, 1 trust, without gall. 
Though an old settler relatively, 1 was too young absolutely to take 
note of the planting in '54; but one line summer day in '56 a spick 
and span gentleman drove up to the farm in a top buggy, briskly 
cleared the bars, and button-holed my father. For a quarter of an 
hour 1 watched the interview from ashy distance, quite unconscious 
that history was a-making under my nose, till the stranger departed 
briskly beaming, as he came; and then my father said to me — and 
they were the most awe-inspiring words 1 had yet heard — "That 
man is our next senator." 1 had seen my first Yankee, J. B. Grin- 
nell, at his first electioneering; and from that moment my Gallic 
prejudice began to give way. For, in all frankness, the Real Old 
Settler had no great use for a Yankee. People who "pailed their 
keows" were not to be trusted; and anybody who would deliber- 
ately let a word end in iiig came under like condemnation. By 
that test 1 spotted my second Yankee, when he rode up to the little 
red school-house (before it was painted) on his good gray nag and 
then and there, with that way he always had, spun the thread of 
one lad's destiny. For no "lad o' pairts" however humble could 
ever resist the call to a higher life that radiated from the very pres- 
ence of our Domsie, my second Yankee and my tlrst Greek— God 
bless him and spare him to us just as long as Heaven can do with- 
out him. From that day on one lad dreamed only of the "colony"' 
and the college that was to be there until in the fullness of time his 
good father bundled him into a cutter, and over the snowdrifts ten 
feet deep that the winter of '60-'6l wore as a winding sheet or a 
wedding garment, drove him to the door of that true-blue Yankee 

L. C. Phelps, where cheery Mother Phelps— of blessed memory- 
was waiting to receive into her Yankee home the shyest greenhoi 
that ever came out of the woods to sit at your feet. Atlanti 
whose notes have since attained a transatlantic currency, was st 
pitching pennies in the back-yard— a function in which' he som, 
times graciously sulTered me to assist; but Matthew was my tir 
knonw schoul-fellow in the upper rooms of that old school-hous 
Like the homely school-house at Drumtochty, it "had its own di: 
tinction, for scholars were born there"; and we had a "Geordi 
Hoo" of our own in Charlie Scott, who also studied and starve 
himself into immortality before his time. How many here toda 
still bear him in loving memory and mourn our own bereavemer 
and the world's loss in his untimely taking otf. But what 
measure of progress is given us from the unbroken sod of '54 t 
that college class of '65— the ripe fruit of ages grown and garnere 
in eleven short years, though four of those years was one lon^ 
drawn duel for the nation's life, draining colony and college as i 
drained the whole land of its best blood. Yet as the smoke of con 
tlict clears we see colony and college gather in that notable com 
mencement with an otlering of tirst fruits hardly matched in aca 
demic history— Herrick, Haines, and Scott, and that group of goo( 
women with devoted Hester Hillis at their head. To know thos 
first immortals was a privilege only second to sitting at the feet o 
those tirst teachers, Parker, Reed and Herrick— for that day a com 
bination of learning and virtue outranking the whole half acre o 
gowned and hooded doctors with whom I have been sitting thesf 
three days past at Madison. Dear old teachers, brave little school 
How the homespun past has come back to me this week in thi 
Madison Jubilee, where Wisconsin has been rejoicing in her fift) 
years and her 3,000 graduates. And well she may, though 1 dart 
say there has not been in all her 3,000 a more brilliant mind than 
Iowa brought forth in her tirst fruits at Grinnell in the person of 
Robert Miller Haines. And in her crop of Doctors yesterday, Wis- 


consin did well to set her seal on three Grinnell boys— on James 
Wilson, who might have graduated with his sister Jane in that first- 
fruits class of ours; and on Albert Shaw and Henry C. Adams. It 
was good to see the first Big Four marshalled for the LL. D. yes- 
terday, beginning with a Brown man and ending with an Iowa boy. 
The four were Angell, Oilman, Harper, and Adams! 

But 1 am forgetting that this is not a college jubilee, though 1 
cannot draw the line and 1 trust it may never be drawn between 
this town and this college. They are a wedded pair — one and in- 
dissoluble. It took them both to Hellenize us young Gauls. 
Much as we owed to the college, we owed hardly less to the homes 
that clustered about it. There was my first home with the Phelpses, 
full of good cheer, of uplifting music, of good talk—for Haines 
was there with incisive speech always going to the marrow of the 
matter and ready on all occasions for a two hours' duel with Elder 
Cowles on the Eternal Wrongness of War. That was the first 
great debate 1 ever heard and it was held in the Phelps sitting 
room; and when it was over the Presiding Elder — oh, where was 
he? Peace had her victory that night no less renowned than war. 
1 would fain recall other homes in which we young Gauls were 
privileged guests — every one of them hallowed in memory by the 
presence of some good woman. Here in those early days your 
boarding house might be a means of grace; over one, 1 gratefully 
remember, presided a woman whose native dignity and refine- 
ment would have graced any station — who was as much at ease 
with the grand old President on her right hand as with the crude 
freshman on her left. Not last among those homes was the Hol- 
yoke house — open, hospitable, provisioned by garden, orchard and 
vineyard of the rarest then and now, and always populous with 
life. The Doctor — with all his activities as surveyor, physician, 
banker, trustee of two colleges and lecturer in one, legislator, pillar 
of the church— was preeminently a home-maker, and Mrs. Hol- 
yoke, invalid as she was and shut off from the more strenuous 


social service, still in her quiet way contributed her full share of the 
town's happiness, and her close friendship with that queenly 
woman, Helen F. Parker, was an index of her own quality. The 
house was full of sisters and cousins and often blest with a heaven- 
ly presence in the person of one whose soul was attuned to love 
mercy and walk humbly with God, and who was that rare, if not 
unique creature, a perfect mother-in-law! I am left alone to bear 
this testimony but I am sure the three sons who are with her in the 
better country, if conscious of our doings here to-day, are glad to 
have me say as much for them. My friends, it may be only an 
old man's memory of a boy's dream, but looking backward to 
those early days 1 see a little society bathed in the peace of God as 
no other atmosphere I ever breathed. 

And now that we are come up to our jubilee, who shall measure 
the fruit of that planting fifty years ago! Who shall say how far 
that little candle casts its beams in time and space.? What corner 
of the world has not felt some uplift from the lives lived and the 
work done here.? That old Greek faith in the colony which moved 
Josiah B. Grinnell to this enterprise— how grandly vindicated to- 
day! It is a noble Past we look back upon; let us look forward 
resolutely to a yet nobler Future. For one 1 have faith to believe 
that the forces here engaged partake of the immortal; and I look to 
see Grinnell— community and college, one and inseparable—bulking 
larger in the centennial retrospect than in this Jubilee of memory 
and thanksgiving. 

An Address by Prot. L. F. Parker as the Representative 
of Kev. Homer Hamlin. 

Grinnell, beneath this Italian sky, on this prairie soil, is happy 
today in the kindling memories of half a century She congratu- 
lates herself that she is in Iowa, the home of Puritan and of Cava- 
lier, of men from the land of Bismarck and of Gustavus Adolphus, 
of Grotton and of Gladstone, of men bronzed by many a sun and 
made strong by many a wrestle of mind and of muscle. 

Speech beautiful, and beautifully sympathetic, has just adorned 
the story of her origin and pictured the motives of her founders. 
That story has been unique for her originators were rare men. Like 
pioneers everywhere they sought a home for themselves and for 
those most dear. Unlike the colonists of the Old World and unlike 
most of the pioneers in the new, they planned to make that home 
a most attractive center by the intelligence and the character ot its 

citizens. ^ , . . 

We have heard words from the only survivor of those honored 
men We are grateful to that youngest member of the group for 
his precocious skill and influence in promoting educational plans, in 
securing Iowa College and the first railroad for the town, as also 
for all his eminent business wisdom and etflciency exhibited here. 

The ability and versatility, the generosity and ubiquity of the 
originator of this enterprise made him an ideal leader, while the 
third named in the charming address just now delivered moved 
among us with the benignity of an ^Esculapius and bore the har- 
monizing wand of a Hermes. They came to create a Paradise for 
themselves and and an Eden for their successors. 

"Ttiey crossed the prairies as of old 

Their fathers crossed the sea, 
To make the West as they the East 

The homestead of the free." 

Wonderful was the century when Alexander Hellenized westerii 
Asia, and wonderful that in which Caesar "bestrode" the world 
"Like a Colossus." ^^^^ 

Memorable was the period when a Sargon was collecting" his clay 
library in the Tigro-Eiiphrates valley, but for us far more interest- 
ing was the time, some five millenniums later, when King Alfred 
was civilizing England, but no century of the world's history was 
ever so marvelous as the nineteenth. Then steam was annihilating 
space for the traveler and electricity was outrunning the sun over 
all lands and through all seas. Exploration was illuminating 
"Darkest Africa," hermit peoples of Asia were joining the world's 
national brotherhood, democratic principles were becoming potent in 
European monarchies, and our own nation was leaping from its 
weakness of five millions to the summit of power on the shoulders 
of sixteen times that number. 

For us in Iowa, the most memorable portion of that most mar- 
velous century was its central period. Then famine was depopu- 
lating Ireland and filling America with her people, and the desire tor 
self-government was Americanizing on Iowa prairies thousands of 
those German born. Then the Iowa infiow of the most progres- 
sive from the eastern states was eminently noteworthy. Then, too, 
the Indian disappeared, towns multipled, and a more fruitful civi- 
lization gladdened our state with a more liberal financial and intel- 
lectual harvest. 

It was exactly fifty years ago that politics in Iowa assumed spe- 
cial forms of philanthropy, and ofiicial wisdom began to express 
more generous thoughts of educational values. It was then, too, 
that one theme entered upon a more conclusive era on this spot, in 
all Iowa, and throughout tiie entire nation. "Shall national power 
make alleged property in slaves sacred in all national territory?" 
At that time, over some form of that question, churches were 
dividing, political parties were disintegrating, and the nation was 
drifting into a civil warunequaled in magnitude, unparalleled in dis- 
plays of valor, and, in its results, a source of thanksgiving to victor 
and to vanquished. 

That great question was then the burning theme of the gentle 


Whittier, the humorous Lowell, and the philosophic Emerson. It 
so entranced Wendell Phillips that when asked for his terms for a 
lyceum lecture, his reply would be, "On my theme nothing; on 
yours, i^lOO.OO." it so inspired Harriet Beecher Stowe that the 
eyes of millions unused to tears grew moist as they read the martyr 
death of Uncle Tom. it so aroused Henry Ward Beecher that men 
still wonder whether he was greatest as patriot, as preacher or as 
philanthropist. It made Kansas a real battle-field of purse and of 
power, and rendered pseudo-chivalric senators willing to assault a 
defenceless Sumner at his desk and almost willing to look into the 
muzzle of Wade's deadly ritle. 

Uncle Tom's Cabin carried that topic into all parlors, fugitive 
slaves bore it into all courts and legislatures. It thrilled the press, 
resounded in the pulpit, thundered on the platform. Northern 
workingmen resented the imputation that they were "the mud- 
sills of society," and defiantly hurled back the insinuation that man- 
ual labor was necessarily servile. 

The founders of this town brought that theme here in their heads 
and hearts and on their tongues. They had thought with Lowell 

"Once to every man anit nutidii comes the moment to decide, 
In the strife of trutli vvitii talseliood, for tiie good or evil side." 

They had often thought also of those other words of the poet: 

"Trutli forever on the scaffold, wrong forever on the throne, 
Yet that scafTold sways the future, and behind the dim unknown, 
Standeth God within the shadow, keeping watch above his own. 
Then to side with Truth is noble, when we share her wretched crust, 
Ere her cause bring fame and profit and 'tis prosperous to be just. 
Then it is the brave man chooses, while the coward stands aside, 
Doubting in his abject spirit till his Lord is crucitied." 

Thus they thought, and resolved, and chose what, artiong men, 
seemed the weaker side. They could not forget, or be silent, or 
inactive. The question was borne in upon them on all the waves 
of life. On the very day after their feet first rested on this spot, a 

protest against the Kansas-Nebraska Bill by 3000 New England 
ministers became a bombshell in the United States Senate. It 
aroused Stephen A. Douglas of Illinois and earlier of Vermont, into 
a tempest of denunciation of those protestants, and stirred Samuel 
Houston of Texas into a similar vigor in their defense. 

A few weeks later the 4th of July dawned on this prairie. For 
the tlrst time since the beginning of life on this planet that national 
day was hailed here with ringing bell, rolling drum and burning 
powder. It was made a red-letter day by Americans from many a 
locality as they joined herein patriotic speech and song and purpose. 
The American flag floated proudly over them as they gloried in the 
strength of the Union at home and in the power of the nation 
abroad. Perhaps some then remembered that, a few months before, 
John C. Calhoun, by the tongue of Senator Mason, intimated for 
the last time that he was willing to sacrifice the Union for the per- 
petuation of slavery. It is certain that none of them knew that, at 
the very moment, while they were reverently reading the Declara- 
tion of Independence in Grinnell, William Lloyd Garrison was 
burning the sacred document in Massachusetts amd hoping that the 
Union would be dissolved for the overthrow of slavery. Today, 
the children of those Grinnell celebrants have occasion to rejoice 
that neither the "ism" of Calhoun nor of Garrison had any friends 
here. Grinnell stood between those radicals, avoiding the insani- 
ties of both. Those extremists had few real friends anywhere in 
Iowa. That was the year when James W. Grimes canvassed the 
state from the Mississippi to the Missouri, proclaiming, with the 
conquering ardor of a Hebrew prophet, eternal hostility to slavery 
extension. The citizens of Grinnell stood close beside him in 
thought and speech. 

More than that also. Men had cast anchor here who had read 
somewhere that human beings were of right "free and equal," and 
somewhere else that all should love tlieir neighbors as themselves. 
Men marred by the slave-drivers lash and with minds scarred by 


enforced ignorance knocked at their doors. Behind them was all 
that is sacred in family life; before them was the north star and 
the hope of family reunion in Canadian freedom. 

Should they open their doors to such suppliants as these? 

They did, and through none did the wanderers tlnd a more 
cordial welcome than through those beneath the roof of that founder 
of the town whom we may now name, Homer Hamlin. 

This name bears us far away from American life to the invasion 
of English soil by its Norman conqueror, for it appears on the 
famous Roll of Battle Abbey and in Domesday Book, the great 
charter of the English peerage. 

In 1639 James Hamlin, a London Puritan, slipped away from 
the murderous grasp of Archbishop Laud to find freedom in the 
shadow of Plymouth Rock at Barnstable, Massachusetts. His 
descendants have graced American history in all departments of 
thought and life, in the ministry and in medicine, in law and in 
letters, in peace and in war. They have borne the sword and the 
musket in all our wars from colonial contests to the hill of San 
Juan and the Philippines, Seventy-five of them fought to create 
this nation and three hundred and fifty of them periled their lives 
to preserve it. in the missionary field it is enough for one family 
— it was not enough, however, for the Hamlins— to have one like 
Cyrus Hamlin who could preach the gospel to the Turks and supply 
the British army with bread in the Crimean war. It is enough in 
civil life to know that Lincoln's associate through one term was a 
member of this family, and that Lincoln desired no change during 
the next. 

Eminent as that family has been, an invalid member of it must 
limit his ambition to the possible. Of the founders of the town, 
Homer Hamlin alone came here in quest of health, he alone in all 
plans for life was perpetually conscious of its nearing end. He 
gave a warm heart and a consumptive's hand to the town's broad- 
ening enterprises. By his side were the kindred altruism and the 

rare intelligence that shared his efforts, lengthened his life, and 
enlarged his usefulness. Their words of helpful kindness were 
fewer than their deeds. There was no dross of self-seeking in the 
gold of their benevolence. If one whose judgment may be unbal- 
anced by nearly half a century of good fellowship may say what he 
thinks 1 should claim that in no other town has the beautiful spirit 
of the world's Golden Age seemed more universally incarnate. In 
no other family was that spirit more perfectly the master passion. 

Should we designate each of those founders as the representative 
of some industrial, intellectual, or moral quality which, to a large 
extent, was the characteristic of all, yet was most conspicuous 
among that individual's virtues, we should name the Hamlin pio- 
neers as the representatives of Christian aspiration and philanthropic 
devotion. No personal interest ever obscured the good Samaritan- 
ism of their lives. No imperatives of the passing hour ever lessened 
their desire to brighten another's future. A brother's needs was the 
"Open sesame" to their hearts, and every son of earth was their 

Gladstone said his age was "agitated and expectant." We may 
pronounce the period of the Hamlins "convulsive and revolutionary," 
the hour of anxiety and opportunity. Fortunate was the man who 
breathed then, happy he who truly lived, but happiest of all the 
one who was in active harmony with the best impulses of the time, 
as were the Hamlins. 

Here we may pause in our review of individual lives. 

Grinnell at the end of its first fifty years is largely the shadow of 
its founders, a shadow enlarged and perpetuated by the elTorts and 
the fidelity of their associates and successors. The Grinnell of the 
future will recall their history and receive uplifting impulse from 
their aspirations. Her cheerful yesterdays are emblems of the men of 
yesterday. Business has been fair-minded, benevolence has built 
public libraries, created a forest of humane societies, fostered Iowa 
College, and organized strong churches out of which have flowed 

rivers of beneficence which have blessed the locahty and encircled 
the world. 

The sun is hasteninj^; to close our first Semi-Centennial day. In 
vision we behold another and still many another as the centuries go 
by. We see generations, as yet unborn, standing here to celebrate 
those coming hours with glad recollections and happy auguries. 
Then the town's sometime citizens will gather here from the shores 
of America's bordering oceans, and the alumni of our college will 
send messages of cheer from all lands. 

Fifty years ago noblest men loved to sing, 

"We are livinjj, we are livinj^, ^ CQ'^O'A^ 
In a grand and awful time. Ji.t»!>*J * /wvJ'iJ 

To be living is sublime." 

It was a grander time than they had thought. Their rugged 
self-reliance, their philanthropic patroitism was preparing them for 
the awful contlict to preserve our national life. It was nearer and 
more terrific than any imagination had pictured. Then to live 
nobly was "sublime," nevertheless to live worthily in any tomor- 
row, in its grander outlook, and in this land of largest liberty, of 
the world's ever-growing hope, will be sublimer still. 

May Grinnell's coming generations ever cherish the best thoughts 
of her early years. May they remember 

" 'Tis not the grapes of Canaan that repay, 
But the high faith that fails nt^t by the way." 

Then will golden lives flow from golden motives. Then will 
the founders of Grinnell be ever honored here by the fact and by 
the fruitage of a sincere patriotism, a wise altruism, and a manly 

"Our fathers' God from out whose hand 
The centuries fall like grains of sand, 
We meet today, united, free, 
Loyal to our land and Thee, 
To thank Thee for the era done, 
To trust Thee for the opening one." 

Words Spoken by Mr. D. W. Norris on Crownlni^ the 
Grave of Hon. J. B. Grinnell. 

1 first knew Mr. Grinnell in 1863. At that time he had friends 
or relatives who Hved at or near the village of Indian Town, on the 
Iowa River, and occasionally he journeyed to visit them. On one 
of these visits, overtaken by a summer storm, he sought shelter in 
my father's house, situated about mid-way between Grinnell and 
Indian Town. My father's log house was somewhat pretentious, 
for the reason that it boasted of a second story and a porch. The 
hospitality dispensed there was of the rudest kind, but it was the 
genuine article. We scarcely realized how many years have passed 
over our heads since. The village of Indian Town has disappeared 
from the face of the earth; even the name is almost forgotten. 
After this tirst visit the intimacy grew. These men, though wholly 
unlike, found something in each other to admire and respect. 
Both were honest, generous and just, and both loved their fellow 
men, and tried to be helpful to each other, and the acquaintance 
ripened into a friendly relation that lasted through life. One was 
educated, the other was not; one came from the liberty-loving hills 
of Vermont, the other from the land where the magnolia blooms; 
one was orthodox and of a religious nature, the other an agnostic, 
and skeptical; one was an abolitionist and radical, the other a whig 
and a follower of Clay. On this particular first night, the attic 
rooms were stufTy and warm, and my father said to Mr. Grinnell 
that he would take a quilt and lie on the porch. But Mr. Grinnell, 
with that infinite tact that always enabled him to adapt himself to 
circumstances, replied that he would lie on the porch too. So 
these two men laid down side by side but not to sleep. They were 
disputants who loved argument better than sleep. If you ask what 
they talked about, 1 will say that there was but one topic of conver- 
sation at that time, as all men over sixty will tell you. So all 
night long Garrison defended Emancipafion, while Clay pleaded for 

1 was but a boy then, but 1 had known few men like Mr. Grinnell, 
and I heard a good deal of the talk that night. I recall the "Wide 
Awake Campaign" of i860, when 1 marched in a boys' company 
of "Wide Awakes." 1 recall the mighty throng that assembled on 
the Commons of Galesburg, Illinois, to listen to the great debate 
between Lincoln and Douglass. 1 was one of that audience, but 1 
could not understand the issues under discussion; I could not com- 
prehend the momentous events transpiring, but I knew that the 
country was passing through a profound experience. 

Just how much 1 owe to Mr. Grinnell and men like him, 1 do 
not know, but possibly that night's discussion and the subsequent 
intimacies to which it paved the way had much to do with shaping 
my thoughts. At any rate, 1 have never regretted that Fortune 
threw me into Mr. Grinnell's way. 1 never knew a man with a 
greater heart than Mr. Grinnell. It beat not for himself alone, but 
for all mankind. He was one of the most democratfc of men, as 
the story 1 have told indicates, and yet he had mingled with the 
giants of all the world. He knew Beecher, and Phillips, and Gar- 
rison, and Lovejoy, and Greeley, and John Brown. He not only 
knew them, but he knew them intimately and well. He spoke 
from the same platform, he pleaded the same cause, he wept with 
them, he prayed with them, and with them he cursed slavery and 
all its institutions. He was terribly in earnest. All "John the 
Baptists" are. They would not be "John the Baptists" were they 

Some have said that Mr. Grinnell and his compeers were inclined 
to be fanatics. Possibly this is true, nevertheless they were wise 
and just and generous and good. Mr. Grinnell had a tender heart. 
He hated cruelty. He disliked to inflict pain. He would have 
bared his back to the lash to save a cowering slave, but he would 
not have used that lash on the back of the coward who had wielded 
it. Revenge was foreign to his nature. Mr. Grinnell was a man 
of great versatility, a man of parts, educated, he could make him- 


■i-(\\ t>ii': 

self most agreeable to uneducated men. With a polish that he 
knew well how to to use with men and women of culture, he was 
one of the most common and unassuming of men among those 
who lacked the social accomplishments. Religious himself, he 
never made irreligious men uncomfortable in his presence. He 
abhorred drunkenness, and yet he was kind to the drunkard. He 
hated the trattic in intoxicants; he was an advocate of total abstin- 
ence, yet he numbered among his friends many who hold ditferent 
views on social customs. He was dogmatic because of the extreme- 
ness of his extreme views. He had faults, he would not have been 
human had he not had faults. A perfect man would be a very 
unusual as well as a very uninteresting member of society. But if 
he had faults 1 never saw them. Perhaps I didn't want to. Possibly 
that shining face through which shone a great soul, so himian in 
all its asspects, hid his faults from sight. 

Mr. Grinnell was a man of the people. He was a man among 
men. Few men who knew him could have told his tlrst name. 
He was Josiah to none, but J. B. to all. He was a resourceful 
man. He planned better than he executed. He was not the 
builder. He was the pioneer; he blazed the way. He expected 
others to follow and do the work that he had laid out. He was 
wholly unselfish. He was always planning to help men, to help 
make the world better. His enterprises were not undertaken to 
enrich himself, but to enrich the world. That his investments 
proved fortunate was not by design, but was due to that unerring 
instinct that told him that this enterprise had money in it, or that 
this piece of property would rise in value. He was not visionary, 
and all of his schemes would have been successful if worked out as 
he had planned them. Add to this his disposition to give, give, 
give, to every good thing, to every worthy cause, to every down- 
trodden and distressed human being, and you have a picture of the 
man as 1 knew him, as 1 saw him. He gave not ostentatiously, 
not because he had more than he knew what to do with, not 


because he had wrested from his neighbor the fruits of his toil by 
superior cunning, or by unscrupulous manipulation, but simply 
because he wanted to. He wanted to help everything that helped 
make the world better. He wanted to help every human being 
that was trying to climb up. Thus he spent his busy, eventful 
life, the noblest life a man can live, and one that wins the highest, 
best and noblest encomium. 

Rich men die, and we read of the great estates they accumulate. 
How futile are estates when Death, the great leveler, comes, unless 
the builder has made for himself a place in the hearts of men. If 
he has not done this, then he will not be able to read his title clear 
to that other mansion, and if he fails in this, all his estates aside 
from his family's needs, will become a mockery. 

Mr. Grinnell, with all his faults, and a hundred more, read his 
title clear. 


Hon. J. P. Lyman, Crowning- the Grave of Rev. Homer 
Hamlin, Spoke as Follows: 

Homer Hamlin was one of the four men who, in the year 1854, 
together sought on the vast prairie of the central west a location for 
the establishment of a Christian institution for the education of the 
youth of that sparsely populated section which we now know as 
the grand and prosperous state of Iowa. 

These four men rode onto the land now occupied by our little 
city of Grinnell and selected that as the site for the development of 
their cherished schemes. Three of the occupants of that wagon 
were young, strong and vigorous men, but Mr. Hamlin, unlike his 
companions, was of frail body and already marked as the victim 
of that dread disease consumption. When he left Ohio for Iowa 
this disease had already made such progress that his friends felt 
that he had no more than one year of life left to him. Owing to 
his physical condition it was impossible for Mr. Hamlin to take 
that active part in the establishment and development of the new 
colony which was taken by his companions, though his life was 
prolonged from the predicted one year to the term of fourteen 
years. But the physical condition of our friend did not prevent his 
taking the deepest interest in all that tended to the development and 
betterment of his beloved community. Mr. Hamlin was a strong 
anti-slavery man in those troublesome times when men were sacri- 
ticing property and even life in an effort to free this nation from 
the curse of slavery, and many a poor and helpless colored person 
found a kind and sympathetic helper in Mr, Hamlin and his good 
wife. Mr. Hamlin believed most profoundly in the efficacy of 
prayer, and in the direct interposition of the Supreme Being in the 
affairs of men. This characteristic was so marked that at times 
some of his friends thought he did not give sufficient prominence to 
the fact that God works through the instrumentality of men. 

In the death of Homer Hamlin Grinnell lost one of its best and 
most worthy citizens; one whose influence was always uplifting and 



ennobling. Mr. Hamlin left surviving him, his widow and five 
children, three of whom, Mrs. Hamlin and two daughters, Mary 
Hamlin James and Harriet Hamlin Beebe have since passed on to 
join the husband and father. One son, Charles F. Hamlin, is a 
successul business man of California; one daughter, Mrs. Emma 
Hamlin Proctor, resides in Grinnell, as does another son, Mr. 
George H. Hamlin, for many years the faithful and efficient cashier 
of the Merchants National Bank of Grinnell, allmost worthy re- 
presentatives of their parents. 

We this day honor the memory of Homer Hamlin by crowning 
his grave as one of the founders of our beloved city, Grinnell. 


Dr. Holyoke's Grave Crowned by Rev. James L. Hill, D. D., 

ol Salem, Mass. 

We have come to the grave of the beloved physician. He had 
this distinction anions^ the founders that he did not, hke them, 
change his vocation on reaching this new country. So was it with 
the beloved physician among the early disciples. They left their 
nets and the tables at which they sat at the receipt of custom but he 
continued a physician in all his Christian service. The training of 
a physician is the best possible for the founding of a colony. 
Others will say that evils will always exist but a doctor's whole 
object in life is to treat them as abnormal and disorderly and to be 
eradicated forthwith. 

The stray Indians, who roamed these very prairies, had an odd 
superstition that, on penalty of never prospering more, it was neces- 
sary for them never to pass the grave of certain famous persons 
without laying and leaving some token of regard thereupon. Let 
us not be less reverent than they. What a lesson we are made to 
feel here of the quickening, invigorating influence and power of the 
silent dead. A man who in the place of burial touched the bones 
of Elisha revived and stood upon his feet. The power of a good 
man is miperishable. It acts after his death. We feel it to-day. 

Sleep thy last sleep. Thou hast richly deserved thine hours of 
slumber. Unresting in life thou art resting now. Thy memory is 
fragrant upon earth. Thy works perpetuate thy fame. Thy spirit 
has gone to the assembly, who having" overcome are made perfect. 
Our faith rejoices, our hope sings, our love and memory of thee, 
today, keeps blessed festival, for thou shalt hunger no more, 
neither thirst any more, neither shall the sun light on thee, nor any 
heat. The world is richer for thy life. Is Holyoke dead.? "Can 
we not see him — the rose of heaven on his cheek, the tire of liberty 
in his eye." He lives in the hearts that honor him. He lives in 
the continued existence of those his noble art has healed. 

Founder, brother, helper of the poor, pillar of the church, we 

come to pay our tribute, to a lofty, noble, well rounded character. 
We bring in our hands a tribute which is a symbol of the respect 
universally felt for thy life and admiration for thy character. "We 
weave thy chaplet of flowers and strew the beauty of nature about 
thy grave." We have come to perform one of the holiest offices of 
love and recollection. "The love that is seated in the soul can 
live on long remembrance. 

There is a voice from the tomb sweeter than even their song — 
there is a remembrance of the dead to which we turn even from the 
charms of the living." Spirits of Holyoke and Hamlin and Grin- 
nell and Cushman are ye here entering with us into the thoughts 
of this hour.? Spirits of our beloved and honored dead — whose 
virtues and adventurous deeds we celebrate to-day, did we drop 
the veil for a moment should we not see you close around us. As 
in the lore of yonder college it is taught that when Achilles was 
crowned — there appeared in dim and shadowy outline — about him 
the forms of those who had been already consigned to the invisible 
world. "What a wonderful embalmer is death. Those upon 
whose graves we to-day quietly deposit fragrant tokens of love and 
gratitude are embalmed forever in our imagination and in our 
hearts" — they do not change — and are never less noble, nor 
less heroic, nor less adventurous and never less successful than 
when they came forth in their strength and faith to build a home, 
a church, a city, a college. Tenderly will we strew with garlands 
these hallowed spots in God's acre which by providential and faith- 
ful and fruitful achievements are to be memorable evermore. 

May the crown of respectful recollection here below become the 
crown of honor above. 

It singeth low in every heart, 

We hear it, each and all— 
A song of those who answer not 

However we may call. 

They throng the silence of the heart, 

We see them as of yore — 
The kind, the true, the brave, the sweet, 

Who walk with us no more. (43) 

After-Dinner Exercises. 

The morning addresses had been delivered in the Congregational church 
where Mayor Bartholomew Jenkins presided, and the music was furnished 
by the College Band, Air. E. B. Brande, and the choir chiefly of pioneer days. 
The procession to Hazelwood had returned and the dinner hour was over 
when the auditorium of the church was filled for the afternoon entertainment. 
The first action there was to commission Prof. L. F. Parker to bear to Mrs. 
Julia C. Grinnell (the only wife of a founder now living and unable to leave 
her room) the greetings ot the day and a message of love and admiration from 
the Semi-Centennial assembly. 

Nearly four hours had passed when the exercises closed. Individuals were 
exclaiming: "Never heard such a group of first class speeches before;" 
"Every one had something to say and said it beautifully;" "How the time 
flewl" "Gov. Cummins and Major Lacey were at their best;" "What a prince of 
toastmasters Dr. Hill is! Every word was so pat and so witty." 

Rev. James L. Hill, U. D., of Salem, Mass., was toastmaster, and while we 
must compress what others said into comparative lifelessness, we can quote 
only his felicitous introduction. 

"We are having the family gathering about the family table. The feast has 
been spread. We come now to a sort of experience meeting. 1 have never 
been called to a more pleasant duty than that which awaits me. Look at this 
galaxy of talent. Here in Grinnell some of these speakers first met their 
parents. We are near the spot where, in the primitive community stood the 
old 'Long Home.' From this common home, distinguished by plain living and 
high thinking, issued a mighty influence. Gathered ou this historic corner 
the lively suggestions that came from streets and locations and buildings so 
quicken the inward sense that we feel the touch of a vanished hand and hear 
the sound of a voice that is still. Grinnell stock is A 1. Our celebration 
recognizes just the light place, the right men, the right hour, the right initia- 
tive and each of these in its superlative degree. This settlement would not 
have been made better if it had been accomplished earlier or later, or by dif- 
ferent men— or in a slightly different locality. Mr. James Russell Lowell, 
Standing upon the Alps, turned toward Italy and raising his hat exclaimed, 
'Glories of the past, 1 salute youl' To say we express a like salutation, v\ hile 


celebrating the past of Grinnell— 1 believe in a future which shall be the fruit- 
age of the past and rejoice to be present on an i.>ccasion that is filled with 
inspiration. Celebrations like this have been rare in Iowa. The criticism is 
made upon us that we have no storied past. But we have our heroes, our 
romance and our seed-sowing. In current literature we have had our Napo- 
leon revival, our Lincoln revival and our Grant revival, and now to say: If 
you please we will have a Grinnell revival. The world loves the adventurous 
spirit — the pioneer — that does thint;s and undertakes to do the new, the 
forth-putting and the valiant thing. At the foundation of this town are 
religion, intelligence and enthusiasm for education. These were all typified 
in him from whom the town gets its it name— the lion of the tribe. These 
things are our, pride, our legacy and our hope for the future of the town. 1 
shall, on my own responsibility to say, introduce one man — not on the pro- 
gram which he himself has made — to whom 1 would like to build tabernacles. 
To Frof. Parker we are chiefly indebted for this celebration. Persimally I 
have loved him extravagantly. I was in his classes. His finger marks are on 
me. The ladies we have assigned to modern themes because none of them 
will admit that they are old enough to have any reminiscences. When Rip 
Van Winkle returned after twenty years of sleep he found a totteiing house, 
hingeless doors and a moss-grown well. All hail, children of Grinnell, 
assembled to do honor to an earlier generation! Tell us how yuu tlnd things, 
what you remember and with what suggestions your hearts and minds are 
fraught. All honor to our founders— notable, alert, honorable men, chosen 
of God to do a high service. All honor to her whose life, though in tempor- 
ary weakness, has been graciously lengthened out to include this high day — 
this festival of many years, this golden anniversary! We speak of builders of 
the west. Grinnell exhibits them at the climax of their experience. If the 
pioneer days are gone with their stalwart acts, their unterrilied spirit, their 
hardships and their incredible toil, yet we can imitate their virtues and cele- 
brate their achievements and magnify our memories. If the founders from 
delectable mountains can look upon this sight today they thrill with a deeper, 
richer joy as they witness our prid^ in them, our gratitude and our admira- 
tion. Iowa — and what would she be without Grinnell— she of course would 
not be Iowa, (I sing Grinnell— peerless)— Iowa sends to this festival of days 
her foremost citizen. We welcome him for what he stands for and what he 
is. His presence makes the feast. We hope he will enjoy our hospitality as 
much as we enjoy his presence. Ladies and gentlemen, 'Our Sell-Reliant 
Governor!' " 

The brilliant response by Gov. A. B. Cummins would be spoiled in epitome 
and can not be repioduced in full. 


"Our Independent Congressman," Hon. John F. Lacey — 
lleinarks of Hou. Joliu F. Lacey. 

The origin of the cities and countries of the Old World is lost in the mists 
of antii-iuity. It is a pleasant thing to celebrate the birthday of as line a city 
as this in the presence of witnesses who were present at its foundation. 

Horace Greeley became famous for many things, but for none in a greater 
degree than his advice to J. B. Grinnell to "Go West, young man, go west." 
This advice was repeated often to others, and served as an inspiration to 
many thousands of the pioneers of that day. 

We have been having many reminiscences today. Let me too indulge in 
retrospection. In 1855, when I came to Iowa, Grinnell was only a year old, 
but was a lively yearling. 1 was then told that at Grinnell the people all 
read the Bible and the New York Tribune every day. A few years later when 
Dr. White, the state geologist, was making a survey of Poweshiek county he 
asked an old settler on Sugar Creek what he knew of the geological forma- 
tion at Grinnell, and the old citizen said he was "not sure but thought it was 
mostly Congregationalist." Since then some other valuable strata have been 

I remember reading of a celebrated author wlio had once been in opulent 
circumstances but had met with misfortune. He was relating an incident 
which had occurred in his library. Said he, "Just at this point I rang the 
bell for my servant." His visitor remarked, "i did not know you kept a 
servant." "1 do not," the author replied, "but I keep a bell." 

It was expected in the beginning that the new town would be a city of 
churches and so some good friend sent the pioneers a church bell and they 
had a bell before they had a church. It is related that this bell was rung 
after dark, or on fogtjy days so that people could find the town, and pathetic 
stories are t(.)ld (>\ hjst children finding the way back home by its sound. I 
do not know why some of these old settlers today have not rung the changes 
on this old bell. The bell itself melted down in a fire many years ago. Per- 
haps they have forgotten it, but it rung much good cheer to the >oung town 
on the prairie. 

It was Macaulay, 1 believe, who said, "Better an acre in Middlesex than a 
principality in Utopia." Mr. Grinnell might well have paraphrased that say- 
ing, "Better an acre in Poweshiek than a principality in Utopia." 

It is within the memory ot living men when Appanoose, Keokuk, Wapello 
and Poweshiek went with Black Hawk down to Washington together to see 
the Great Father. 1 am not willing to plead guilty of being an old man, but 
1 am older than Grinnell. It was the first railroad station ever established in 


the state. The iron horse had not yet crossed the river at Davenport or 
Dubuque, but Grinnell was, nevertheless, a railway station — on the Under- 
ground Railroad. Captain Joiin Brown was general superintendent. Many 
a dusky traveler with a through ticket for Canada laid olT at this station for 

The ancestors of the cities of the Old World were commonly demigods or 
heroes. Their first exploits were miraculous, and were clouded with myths 
and marvels. But there is nothing of the table about Grinnell. 

We read of the pythons found in the cradle of the founders in ancient days, 
but Grinnell can only point to the rattlesnake killed one Sunday mtjrning 
upon the wooden floor of its first church. 

Suppose Grinnell had been founded 1854 years B. C, instead of 1854 years 
afterwards. What wonders we would have to tell today. But we are glad 
to appeal to the memory of living men, and what is still better, many of the 
mothers are here still to keep in check the exuberance of the imagination of 
the fathers of your city. These old settlers had much to bear; they had 
their dil^iculties and their trials. But 1 will say of them, as Joseph H. Choate 
said of the Pilgrim mothers, "They not only had their own sorrows and 
labors to bear with, but had also to bear with the Filgrim fathers themselves." 

When Dido bought her first land at Carthage, she was allowed to take as 
much as would be covered with a bull's hide. The shrewd lady cut the hide 
into a very long and attenuated stiirig, and by her ingenuity obtained land 
enough to start her commercial countrymen in business upon a respectable 

History repeats itself, for our dear old friend, after whom your splendid 
city is named, entered this land at )j5l.25 an acre from the government and 
was also shrewd enough to obtain the school land at a cost of only two 
dollars an acre. 

Dido must yield the palm to J. B. Grinnell. 

We are all so well satisfied with what the first fifty years has done that we 
would like to call around in 1954. The old settlers of Grinnell today are 
visiting with and rejoicing amcjugst their posterity. The people from the very 
beginning realized the importance of making your city a place ot homes and 
a seat of learning. The little cities of Greece will be remembered for many 
thousands of years after they have disappeared entirely from the map; Tyre 
is no more and her cominerce has been overthrown; she is no longer a factor 
in human affairs; but the learning of the smallest cities of intellectual Greece 
still lives and will make their names immortal. 

Builders of nations may be rough, but they must be strong. Measured by 
this test, the founders of Grinnell were adapted to their work. 


I congratulate you, my neighbors and countrymen, upon the wonderful 
progress and enduiinij permanence which has marked your half century of 
municipal lite. 

Chicago arose from ashes and liuilt fairer and stronger than before. Grin- 
nell has sutTered from the fury of the elements, which "Mingled the ravaged 
landscape with the skies." But she wept over and buried her dead, and 
turned resolutely to the wi)i k of restoration. 

This restored and splendid city of learning is worthy of your pride. But 
Grinnell does not belong U> her people alone. She is one of the monuments 
to civilization erected upon our prairies, in which the whole people of our 
grand commonwealth claim an interest. 

"Griiiuell in tbe Civil War." 

Hon. J. A\. C.arni v, Ex-.Mayor of Gilinun, Commissary Serjeant of tlie 
4th Iowa Cavahy, 18t.l-5. 

1 am highly honored by being invited to respond to the sentiment you have 
announced, and yet 1 am in some degree in the predicament of the chief 
bugler in our regiment, on itur first campaign in the enemy's country:— 

We bivouacked for the night in a beautiful grove, and were turning in after 
a long evening spent by the camp llres in the favorite amusement of the 
soldier in those days after a weary march, exchanging reminiscences of home, 
when the crack, crack, of the rilles along the picket line indicated the charge 
of a squadron at least of rebel cavalry, and the colonel came rushing from 
his tent shouting, "Put out those lires; put out those fires," and catching 
sight of the regimental bugler, who also aroused out of his slumber, came half 
clothed upon the scene, called out, "Blow, Tobe, blowl" Tobe, not knowing 
what order the colonel desired to CLuivey by the bugle call, enquired, "What 
shall I blow, colonel?" The colonel looked at Tobe tor a minute in speech- 
less rage and blurted out, "Blow, why blow your bugle, confound you." 

A few minutes afterwards the whole camp knew that the scare was occa- 
sioned by the gallop of a few loose horses towards the picket lines. 

From me you may expect no stirring bugle call. 

It was my fortune to go out with the lirst company recruited in Grinnell, 
and to remain in the field during the war, and so I know little from personal 
contact of the local war history. But this one thing I know of a certainty, 
that Grinnell constantly gave of her best and bravest. From that eventful 
14th of September, l86l, when we formed in line on the village green and 
were sent forth with loving words of parting counsel from the lips of our 
senior college professor, who in the good providence of God is with us 
today, and that never from that day till the close of the war did the call of 


the country find dosed ears in Grinnell. I do not know liow many enlisted 
here, yet the aggregate from the college during the tour years was seventy- 
three. 1 believe that about that number also from outside the college enlisted, 
and that, too, when the population was less than 750. If this is so, at some 
time, nearly the whole eligible population of the town was in the Union army. 
And what ideal soldiers they made— men of brain and brawn, inured to the 
hardy life of the pioneer on the farms being carved out of the rich prairie 
soil,- -young men of indomitable will working their way thruugli college, 
laboring in the shops or behind the counters, in every sphere of human 
activity, men in every sense of the word. They furnished not only splendid 
physical material but a marked addition to the morals of the armies in which 
they served. 

What filling tribute can we pay to the noble women who kept the homes 
while their sweethearts, husbands and brothers were doing the hghting at the 
front In their silent endurance of hardships unutterable, in their ceaseless 
ministrations to the sick and the wounded at the front, in a thousand ways 
they were a powerful factor in securinu the final success. 

And now, as we turn to the long roll of Grinnell's heroic dead, some of 
whom tell bravely lighting on nearly every IxUtle lieldot the war, others who 
died in the souih-land oi wounds or disease, still others who were starved in 
the vile prison pens of the s^uth, and many more who lived to come home 
mere wrecks, to die after years ot sulfenng, heroes all, what can we say to 
fitly honor their memory? 

Oh that time would permit to lay a chaplet upon each hero's grave. But 
their memory is inscribed upon the hearts ot their countrymen-for they 
died that their country might live. They are Grinnell's priceless contribution 
to universal liberty— at once her glory and her crown. 

Glorious Grinnelll glorious in the truitage of the thought of a wider liberty 
in the mind of her great founder that gave her birth; glorious in her past and 
its achievements; glorious in her fidelity to that lotty ideal of a true munici- 
pality which has fostered the church and the school, and has kept out the 
saloon and the gambling den; glorious in the patriotic fervor that inspired 
the hearts of her sons to such sacrifice for our comm. m country. We of the 
old guard love her for what she was to us in the si.xties; we love her lor 
what she is today-and for what she stands for in the center of this great 
and growing commonwealth of Iowa. May she ever shine like a resplendent 
jewel in the bosom of this broad, beautiful prairie-to teach coming genera- 
tions by the light of her great institution of learning the priceless lessons of 
science and religion, twin goddesses radiantly crowned, as they go marching, 
hand in hand, down through the central aisles of the coming years. 


Griunell in the 'OO's. 

PROr. C. W. VonCoelln, Professor in Iowa CoUcije lBb3-9, Ex-State Superintendent 
of Public Instruction. 

The evening after we arrived in Giinneli a donation party was held for the 
minister and 1 thought they did reniarl<abiy well by Riving him i^SO.OO; but 
when 1 learned that thib w;is his pay tor ten months preaching it changed the 

It was decided then that no one should be asked to preach without pay. 
Soon after Dr. Cociiran was elected pastor of the church and the church 
began to grow. 

During the latter part of the war, when Prof. L. F. Parker went with the 
hundied day men. only two young men and perhaps 50 young ladies were 
left. About this time the Sugar Creek war occurred wherein several persons 
distinguished or extinguished themselves. After the war we received a large 
number of young men just back from the war, who had learned war's dis- 
cipline, but not college discipline. We had to curb, their spirits. They had 
bought a book of Yale college scrapes and expected to enact the same in 
Iowa College. But an active faculty soon put a slop to these exercises. 

Since that time, in spite of cyclones and other mishaps, Iowa College has 
grown and flourished, and all who have ever been connected with it as stu- 
dents or teachers are proud of her prosperity, 

Grinnell in Coiigres.s aiul iu the State Legislature. 

Hon. W. G. Kay, iWenilier of ihe 2(.th and 27tli Iowa Assemlily. 

The biief time allotted to each speaker allows but a bare catalogue of the 
men, citizens of Grinnell, who have enjoyed the privilege of representing the 
county and district in legislative halls. 

First, of course, is the founder of the town, Hon. J. B. Grinnell, who as a 
State Senator and a member of three congresses, won a distinction for 
integrity, energy and retort enjoyed by but few. Another congressman was 
Hon. Joseph Lyman, who resided here in the early days, enlisted in the 4th 
Iowa Cavalry, settled in Council Bluffs after the war, and represented the 
Council Bluffs district in the lower house. 

In the Iowa legislature Grinnell was represented by Professor Parker, 
whose influence was felt in securing needed railroad legislation; by Hon. 
Thomas Holyoke, the careful and honorable Christian physician; by Hon. E. 
§now, modest and retiring, but ever the careful and successful man of busi- 
ness; by Hon. R. M. Haiiies, perhaps Grinnell's most independent thinker, as 
he was her most able, logical and convinung speaker; by the genial and 


active Hon. C H. Spencer; by Hon. Joel Stewart, successful in everything he 
un-lertakes, whose gift to the city adjoining this church will endear his 
memory to countless generations yet to come; by the speaker, who hopes at 
least that his record of public service may bear the closest criticism of every 
honest man; and by Hon. J. P. Lyman, conservative, but of sound judgment 
and earnest purpose, whose advice is always reliable and whose every aim is 
to advance the cause of tiuih. 

Such in brief is Grinnell's roll in lei;isi.itive hall. But service there is 
largely the result of politics or friendships, and 1 would not be true to this 
generation without a word for those, who equally honorable, iidUientiai or 
scholarly, in a quieter way advanced the cause of good government at 

Who will deny that a Magoun, a Macy, a Buck, a Sherman,, a Hays, a 
Coop^-r, a Williams, a Sanders, a Little, and many another of the early settlers, 
whom we all could name, would at least as well have honored the commun- 
ity and themselves if they had been given the opportunity to give their 
thought, wisdom and judgment to the formulation of slate laws? Such as 
these sh- uld not be passed uiitoruotten, as v\ e recall the names of those 
more sp.'Citica ly honored by tlieir fdlow citizens. 

'*Giiiu»ell Twenty-live Yetir.s A{?o." 

Mrs. Amy Sturtevant Hobart, made a few remarks and then presented the 
following letter from her tather. Rev. Julian M. Sturtevant, D. D., Chicago: 

"The period spanned by my life in Grinnell is so small a part of the last 
half century that 1 dare claim only a few minutes of this delightful anniver- 
sary Yet 1 venture to doubt whether any former citizen has more tender 
memories of Grinnell than I, who still hopes that the ever lengthening chain 
which binds me to this people will yet draw me here to end my days. Cer- 
tainly the golden age of my life and of my ministry was between February 
1st, 1877 and December 1st, 1884. 

"Perhaps the events which most impressed this community during those 
years were the building of the Stone Church and the tragedy of the great 
Tornado. 1 shall never forget the audiences which used to assemble m 
the humble wooden church of the pioneers, nor the pride and joy with 
which we entered the new edifice, nor the surprise we felt that the house 
which had been called too large for the congregation was so quickly filled. 
The people were eager to dedicate the building to God with appropriate ser- 
vices But when the Pastor begged them not to consecrate to God any- 
thing subject to a mortgage, they accepted the suggestion with characteris- 

tic cheerfulness and courage. Nor was it needful long to delay the joyful 
consecration. Comparatively few churches have such perfect financial in- 
tegrity as this one then enjoyed. The people were poor, but tiiey were 
united and all eager to hilp. Therefore we did not raise the money, it was 
in the hands of the people and they gave it. 

"In 1882 came the tornado. The story comes back to us, who were 
here, as if it were but yesterday — the awful stillness after the red, red sunset, 
and the horrible roar ot the tempest which came so suddenly, and the night 
of horror among the wounded and the dead, the houses, streets and yards all 
one conlu-^ed ruin, beautiful homes all gone but the empty cellar, or the 
front of the huuse destroyed and the lamily all dead, though uhen morning 
came the canary bird still sang in the kitchen, the school house crowded 
with the injured, the long row of the dead in the engine house (dear old 
people and blessed, beautiful childien) and the burial caskets literally piled 
high in the church. 

"But the most impressive memory of those days was the splendid courage 
and the unselllsh kindness of the people. A few days later, worn and de- 
pressed by the strain, 1 said to some one,"l have seen more mean human nature 
this week than in all my life before." Then I thought a moment and added, 
"But the good human nature beats the bad a hundred fold." I was thinking 
of the manly and womanly traits which shone out on the background of 
horror, and of that reflection of our Heavenly Father's love in acts of human 
kindness from far and near which had renewed our faith in God, at first a 
little weakened by the terrible shock. 

"But even these striking scenes do not give us the best memories of Grin- 
nell. Perhaps some of you have liyed so long among the pioneers that you 
do not fully appreciate them, They were cooperative and yet independent. 
Of course we had our cranks, some of them hard to turn. Every earnest 
community has its share of them. But the ennobling and fusing power of a 
great purpose was here and left its mark on all the life and institutions of 
the place. 

''Above all things that purpose left its impression on the children. A tree 

is known by its fruit and a community by its young people. Having seen 

something of many communities 1 never saw a better one in that respect than 

this. 1 cannot begin to name the honored boys and girls I met here. With 

you I have rejoiced in all that they have achieved. With you 1 look forward 

to what they will do. With Whittier 1 say: 

'Hail to the coming- sineers! 
Hail to the brave lifht bringers! 
Forward I reach and share 
All that they sma and dare. 

'Ringr bells in unrearetl steeples 
The joy of iiiib.irn peoples! 
Souiiil trumpets otY blown. 
Your triumphs .ire our oun. 

'Parcel ami part of all, 
1 keep the festival, 
Fore-reach the ji'ood to be 
Ami share the victory.' " 

"There wsi.s Ifooiu lor Roj;er Williams in Grinnell." 

Rrv. S. FovvLANU Rouinson, P.istor of the IJaplisl Church 

1 assume that on tliis subject 1 am to say a few woids on Baptist relations 
to Grinnell. So far as I know people ot Baptist principle have been in this 
town ever since the beginning of the colony, and though this settlement was 
designed as an almost exclusively Congregational center yet these men of 
Baptist faith have not only found a home here but also a home of a very hos- 
pitable kind. The founders of this favored city no dnubt intended that this 
settlement should be another earthly paradise, but as in the first Eden God 
saw that it was not good for one to be alone, so history repeated itself, for it 
certainly was not best that the Congregatinnalists should be by themselves, 
and consequently God sent among them the Baptists to keep them company. 

The story is told of an Irishman and his wife who lived a very quarrelsome 
life ti)gether, and on one occasion a neighbor went to their home during one 
of their frequent disputes and began lo reprove Pat for his unseemly behaviour. 
He began by saying, "Now there's your cat and your dog and they certainly 
don't quarrel like you and your wife." t'at thought for an instant and then 
said, "Faith now and that is no fair test; you just tie them toi^ither and then 
see how they'll act." Well, the Baptists and Congregationalists have been 
tied together since the very beginning of the town and it can be truthfully 
said that they have acted splendidly. In the early days they met together as 
one congregation to worship in the old school house; they had the same 
choir and about the same audience whether the preacher was a Baptist or a 
Congregationalist, Among the first texts used by a Baptist minister in Grin- 
nell was this one: "Let there be no strife between me and thee, for we are 
brethren." The sentiment of that text has always existed among the two 
peoples. Baptists and Congregationalists, and the best wish today of the 
people I represent is that such a sentiment may continue to exist in fullest 

As Baptists we are glad that there was room for Roger Williams in Grinnell. 
We are glad to be here; we are glad to see this day; we honor the men who 
founded our city; we honor the denomination that has done so much for the 
city's wellare; we rejoice in the city's prosperity, and we have faith in the 
city's future. May it flourish in everything good. 


"Ou Woman's Orgranizations in Grinnoli." 

Mrs. Bradley said in part — tliat the llrst impressions \vl)icli a stranger mii;iU 
receive in coming to Grinneil would be of tlie great number of woman's 
clubs and organizations, "as the sands of the seashore," and the sense of 
number would be greatly increased by the indeilniteness of information 
regarding them. 

It was plain, however, to the most casual observer that these organizations 
Were accomplishing much for the social and intellectual welfare of the com- 
munity and for the comfort and beauty of the town. The iniblic Library, 
whose beautiful building is the generous gift of Mr. Joel Stewart and his wife, 
was the result of one of those effective woman's organizations. The beauty 
of Hazelwood, the lovely resting place of those who have gone on before, 
is the result of the faithful, intelligent work of the Woman's Cemetery 
Association; the increased loveliness of the exterior of the town in street and 
park is due in a large measure to them. 

The clubs which gather many groups of women for reading and study are 
doing most effective work for the encouragement of SlTious intellectual work, 
and the effectiveness ot the organizations of woinen in the churches is proved 
by the strength and vigor of the cluirchi-s lliemselves which owe so much to 
them. Lastly the missionary societies in the cluirclus for work in state and 
nation and the world, are by their sacrifice and service carrying the good 
things of the gospel far and wide. When properly considered and weighed, 
one would come to the conclusion that the development ot Grinneil, and its 
beauty and value are due in no small measure to the organizations of women 
among us. 

"The Cliecrl'iil Yesterdays of Iowa College; its Happier 


It gives me great pleasure to represent here today, the College which the 
Fathers planted in this community whose llftieth anniversaiy you so fittingly 
celebrate. Our hearts have beeii stirred today by the'story of the courage, 
sagacity and self-sacrifice, of the men and women who, counting no ditli- 
culties too great, made here the beginnings of a cummunily whose growth 
and development have followed so closely the high ideals they had in view. 
They planned well when they persuaded the Trustees of Iowa College to re- 
move the institution to this place. Here it found its natural soil and en- 
vironment, its true atmosphere, and its steady growth during all the years, 
is a tribute to their wisdom. 

Hermit me to say, A\r. Chairman, that Iowa College maintains today the 


best traditions of the Fathers. Its motto Christo dure is no vain and empty 
phrase. Under the leadership of the divine Spirit, we have come through 
trials, perplexities, poverties as well as successes to the present hour, hi 
the Board of Trustees, in the Faculty and among our Alumni, the "Grinnell 
spirit" stands for the highest intellectual and moral attainments. Moreover, 
we are approved by the good people of Iowa in that they are sending us 
their children in increasng numl-iers. That, after all, must be the test. How 
do the god-fearing fathers and mothers esteem us? It gives us a deep sense 
of humility and responsibility when we recall that they trust us with their 
best— their children. 

In the year just closing we have enrolled the largest actual number of stu- 
dents ever assembled here— and the largest Freshman class ever entered here, 
or perhaps ever entered in any other institution of learning in the State. We 
are offering more courses, taught by the largest Faculty ever gathered here. 

The religious life of the College is active and sane. The students' Chris- 
tian organizations were never so etfective and in the year just closing there 
was a deep and increased interest in Bible study. 

We shall continue to need the love and prayer and cooperation of the 
people to carry on this work. Our very growth and success make the finan- 
cial problem increasingly dilHcult. To solve this problem we must rely on 
the men and women who love God and desire the welfare of the young 
people of our state. That we shall have their support admits of no doubt. 
I append a few figures which may give graphically our present condition. 

Founded at Davenport by the earlier Congregational ministers and by the 
Iowa Band, in 1S46. 

Moved to Grinnell, Iowa, in 1859. 

Destroyed by cyclone and rebuilt in 1882.;ent, i903-4 

College of Liberal Arts 331 

Academy (fitting school) l50 

School of Music 95 

Total (deducting those twice counted) 530 


In College- 
Professors l8 

Instructors 6 

Assistants 10 

In Academy — 

Principal and Instructors 6 

In School of Music- 
Director and Instructors ; 5 

Total 45 



A Campus of 45 acres, handsomely wooded. 

A new Library buildin^^ and 31,000 volumes. 

A Museum, and Astronomical Observatory. 

Well equipped Chemical, Physical, Zoological, Botanical, and Geological 

Mears Cottage, offering a home for hfty young women. 

A Gymnasium tor Women, modern and complete, in charge of a competent 

A Gymnasium for Men, with lockers, baths, and complete apparatus m 
charge of a Director. 

An Athletic Field with cinder track. 


Funds $359,449 

Campus and other property 300,000 

"The Thoiifiht of Jolm Uobiusou on the Eighteeu-iiiile 

Edmund M. Vii tum, Pastor of the Contncfi-.itlonal Church. 
A writer in the Atlantic Mouthlj', a few years ago, said of our state, "Iowa 
is hopelessly sane." Those of you who are familiar with the story of John 
Robinson know that he was hopelessly sane. He was learned and cultured, 
but quiet, candid, modest and unassuming. He discarded what was unreas- 
onable in existing institutions, but held himself and his congregation from 
taking any extreme position. He was reviled by the radicals as much as he 
was persecuted by the conservatives. He believed in religious progress. He 
went just as far as he could see, and no farther; but he expected others 
would see what he could not understand and would continue along the path 
where God's truth was marching on. He was tolerant; the people trained 
under John Robinson never persecuted witches or Quakers. We believe that 
Congregationalism has prt^spered in Grinnell because it has been of the John 
Rubinson brand. We have been earnest, but thoughtful; intense but calm; 
tolerant, but discriminating. Religious, toleration does not mean that we 
are to put ourselves and our children permanently under the leadership of 
those that teach what we believe to be false. We believe, so far as religious 
thought and speech are concerned, in giving every man a chance; and then 
holding every man strictly to account for the way he uses his chance. Every 
man has had an opportunity to express his opinions, however wild his the- 
ories might seem. But when he has failed to vindicate his teaching to our 


reason, we have refused to accept him. We will suffer for his sake, but he 
shall not sink our ship; let him hunt for a whale in which to hide himself. 
We are progressive. But we will go no farther than we can see. Yet we 
do not expect the world to stop where we stop. As John Robinson said 
in his farewell address to the embarking Pilgrims, God has more light yet to 
break forth. 

it was suggested by the Committee that 1 try tu translate into figures the 
work done by this church during the later years of Grinnell life. It si* hap- 
pens that my pastorate here has been twelve and one half years, just one 
fourth the lite of Ihe town. We have expended during that period for home 
expenses, in round numbers, $65,000, an average of $100 per week. Our 
benevolent contributions have beeuijust a little more, about^66,00O. Five 
different years during my pastorale, the single item of contributions to for- 
eign missions has been larger than the pastor's salary. We have received 
into the church, during this period of 12 and one half years, 9il members; 
353 on confession of faith, S7S from other churches. The net gain in mem- 
bership has been 257. The present membership is 968. 

During these twelve years, this church has stood first among the Congre- 
gational cluirches of Iowa in the total membership, in the number of mem- 
bers received into fellowship, in the attendance at Sunday school, in the 
amount contributed to foreign missions, in the amount given to aid the 
weak Congregational churches in Iowa. 

If we go back 25 years and consider the work of this church during half 
the life of the town, we fmd the total given for benevolences during the last 
half of Grinnell's life has been $108,000. The number received into the 
church has been $l560. 

At one time during my pastorate, the nearest Congregational church with 
as large a membership ;is this, i.n the east was in Brtjoklyn, N. Y., and the 
west was in Oakland, Calitornia, making this for a brief peiiod, the largest 
between the Atlantic and the f'acilic. We are not looking for continued ex- 
pansion, so far as numbers are concerned. Grinnell is growing, but the 
number of churches in Grinnell is increasing. We do aim to become more 
and more useful to the College, the community, the state and to the World. 
Our faces are toward the rising sun. We are wedded to the Past, but our 
child is the Future. And as the light which John f<obinson predicted would 
break forth out of God's word shines upon us, we will not be disobedient 
unto the heavenly vision. And as for Grinnell, we will 
"Wiit^ her story 
And keep her ijUn-y 
As pure us of old for a thousand years." 


"A Young- Sohlier in Grinnell." 

MlCHAtL Au;iTiN 

October 9th, l865, 1 came to Grinnell for a three months' course, prepara- 
tory to going to Chicago, for a business college course. Professors Buck 
and L. F. Parker and Mis. Parker talked to me about something better, "the 
merchandize of which was belter tlian the merchandize of silver and the gain 
thereof than tine gold." 

1 listened to them and continued in Iowa College for six years. I have 
long since learned that many annlher young person have had their lives 
changed for the better by these same noble men and this noble woman. 

Soun after my coming to Grinnell, the position of general chore boy was made 
vacant at Prof. Parker's by Mr. J. P. Lyman's going to teach a winter school. His 
treasury needed replenishing. 1 gladly accepted the position. Most of the 
students in those days worked tlieir way through college. The hnancial 
tiaining of the students who worked their way was worth more to them than 
either their Greek or Latin or Mathematical courses. The result of this 
training is noticeable in today's program. Every one who was then poor 
and had to work his way is today better olT than those who were able to get 
along without working their passage. 

The llrst Men's Boarding Club was started in 1866 with Mr. Lyman as 
steward. Board was #2.00 per week. It was the boarding place of the town for 
many years; Macy, Snell, Manatt, Robbins, Willett and Hill brothers were 
Some of the members. 

Grinnell was still in the pioneer period; houses were small or were only 
built in part. Privations and hardships in the new country added to the 
hardships of war, made it hard for Grinnell. The necessities of life in home, 
food and clothing was all there was time or means for. 

The first citizens of the town, college professors, easily maintained their 
position on #800 per annum. 

Town lots were of little value. Lands two miles from town were held at 
#2.50 per acre. A period of expansion and prosperity was about fo begin. 
The Iowa troops were returning from the war and taking up their home 
duties. They had been a good advertising bureau; the stories they told to 
to their Eiisiern comrades uf the fertility ot the Iowa prairies had borne their 
fruit. The veterans from other slates came in gre;it numbers. They were 
to endure the privations and hardsliips of a new country, and build up a 
model state. During the years of i866, '67, and '68 the new homes built by 
them and their friends who came with them, upon the prairies, looked like 
white sails ol ships on the ocean. Wheat iields instead of prairie fiowers 


appeared in every direction. Good crops brouglit good prices. More lands 
were brolcen out and more wlieat fields appeared eacti year. The value of 
lands rose from $2.50 an acre to $5.00— $10.00— $25.00— $35.00, and kept on, 
year by year, increasing as the years went on. Better homes were built, 
trees planted; in a few years these wild-flower and grass-growing prairies 
were transformed into the most beautiful and wealthiest portion of this great 

As the surrounding country prospered, Grinnell reaped the benefit. New 
houses were built, the old ones were added to, lots increased in value, trees 
were planted, the yards were laid out, until now you have the most beautiful 
town in the Mississippi Valley. Thus Grinnell's gratitude as well as that of 
the state and nation is due the old soldier. 

"The Grinnell Boy." 

To a jocular introduction by Dr. Hill, Hon. Eli P. Clark of Los Angeles, 
Calif., responded as follows: 

"Your toastmaster promised, in introducing me, to announce as my sub- 
ject, 'The Grinnell Boy,' and, as usual, 1 am the victim of his disregarded 
promises. In 1877, while visiting friends one evening in San Francisco, one 
guest turned to her sister and said, 'Who does Mr. Clark remind you of.=" 
The sister said, 'Do you know 1 was just about to speak of it.' The husband 
asked, 'Who is it?' She replied, 'Mr. Hill.' 1 said, 'Was his name James L. 
Hill?' 'Why. d\iijou know him?' 'Yes, we were boys together in Grinnell 
and we were said to resemble each other.' 

"1 need not tell you, friends, that this was to me a frequent source of serious 
trouble. However, 1 have never allowed it to impair our good friendship; 
fortunately, we live a long way apart. 

"In September, 1855, my father moved his family to Grinnell. We stopped 
near the corner now occupied by the Henry Lawrence home. It was late, 
and my first recollection is of hearing a very hearty, cheering voice welcom- 
ing us: 'I'm glad to see you. Just make yourselves at home; go right up in 
my field and help yourselves.' h\r. Grinnell was always an inspiration to us 
boys, as he continued to be to all who knew him; after living here twelve 
years, we moved away. 1 did not return for nearly twenty-five years, and 
then only to be here in time for the funeral and memorial services of our. 
friend who had just passed away. 

"At that time 1 looked about for my boyhood friends. They were gone, 
scattered over the earth, all filling honorable places in their various walks in 
life. 1 cannot recall a single case where a Grinnell boy turned out bad. Of 


the younger boys, you have with you David Morrison and George Hamlin, of 
whom you are all proud. Grinnell stood for an ideal, and it was Ihis sort of 
boys. Of my college males here today, we have the Hill brothers, Mr. and 
Mrs. Robbins, Mr. and Mrs. Lyman, Hon. J. Irving Manalt and Hon. R. E. 

We can all remember the old school-house, where our tlrst school days 
were spent, and one of our most cherished memories is that of our beloved 
Prof. Leonard F. Parker, whose coming with his dear family was the promise 
of that success which came to him so abundantly, and who was almost our 
first teacher in this old school-house. There, too, we were under Prof. 
Beaton, who not only taught us the three R's, but gave us our first lessons in 
singing. All of us he could not make famous; it wasn't in us. 

"I am glad to be included in such company, and proud to be called a 
'Grinnell b<>y.' " 

"Grinnell as it Appears to the Uecent Collej^e Alumnus." 

11. 11. Sni'i', Esq., I'resiileiit of Iowa Cullcyrc AUinini AssociathJii. 

Next to family ties, piobably the happiest associations of a man's life are 
his college days; those happy days when High Resolve walks hand in hand 
with Youth; when the flower (.4 friendship springing from generous and 
responsive hearts, bears its richest and most perfect blossoms which neither 
fade nor wither— those college friendships which baffle separation, grow 
stronger with the passing years, and live beyond the grave; those great days 
when the youth is just coming to himself, when he begins to feel his power, 
when Ambition's breath lirst kisses the brow of young Enthusiasm, whose 
open countenance faces calmly, yet eagerly, toward the golden portals of the 
future, which seem to his wondering gaze, bright and gorgeous as an ocean 
sunrise, and his ear catches the rustle of unseen wings, and to his eyes are 
disclosed the visions which appear to an awakened intellect. 

These formative years of our lives we had the good fortune to spend iii 
this community, which approaches more nearly to the ideal environment of 
that period of youth thxn any other that 1 have ever known. * * * 

New England was intensely Puritan, but the old Puritan spirit exists more 
nearly in its pristine purity in Grinnell now than it does in many of the cities 
which adorn the stern and sterile hills where that spirit first found lodgment 
on this continent, and the essence of the Fathers' faith is the guiding principle 
of the Sons today who are maintaining a bit of old New England out here on 
the prairies of the west. 

The alumni ot the college felicitate themselves because of the years they 
spent here, and in those recollections of college days which cling like vines 

to the walls of memory, college and town become so intermingled as to be 
inseparable. We lived in the families of this town; we enjoyed the treciuent 
hospitality of its cultured homes; each of us is bound by the closest ties to 
his particular friends among its citizens, the sincerity of which friendship 
was evidenced on their part, at least, by substantial aid in many cases, and by 
countless acts of generosity and kindness, and every graduate carries with 
him to whatever corner of the earth life's journey takes him, a heart lull of 
gratitude and love for this old place, and "the golden ha/e of his student days 
is round about it" always. 

IJii.siiio.s.s ill Grinnell. 

Inasmuch as Hon. J. H. Lyman's add] ess can nut be reproduced, we give a 
few facts concerning the town. 

The population of Grinnell is 1,500, there are 1,325 of school age, and over 
1,100 enrolled in the public schools under the instruction ot Supt. D. A. 
Thornburg and 29 teachers. In the south part ot the city is the South School 
house, in the northwest the Parker School, in the r.ortheast the Cooper 
School, and the new High School building is going up opposite the park on 
the corner of Foui th Avenue and Paik Street. 

The Stewart Library building was presented to the city bv Hon. Joel 
Stewart and his wife at a cost ot about ;Sl5,0()0, and contains S OCkj volumes 
in the care of Miss Mary Wheelock, Librarian, and Miss Myrtle H. liaihy, 

The churches that have buildings are the Congregational, 970 members, 
Methodist Episcopal, over 600, Baptist, about 200, Episcopal, Adventist, 
Catholic, Norwegian Lutheran, and United Presbyterian. The other churches 
aie the Reorganized Church ot the Latter Day Saints, and the Friends. 

Three banks (Enst National, Merchants National, and Savings) had, on June 
loih, a capital of ,$^50,000, and deposits lacking very little ot a million. A 
single Loan Co. has outstanding Uxms now amounting to $1,500,000. The 
saks ot one of the clothing linns last year amounted to i.41,000, and of one 
ot the dry goods houses to $75,000, of the three lumber hrms to $295,00(j. 
The output of the Morrison, Mcintosh & Co. glove fact(^ry was worth 
$300,000, and thai ol one ot the two carriage factories $775,000. 

A liberal number of e.x-farniers have come to the cty to take a ccjmpara- 
five or a complete rest honestiv earned and thoroughly enjoyed. 

The city water is obtained from two vve'ls, each about 2000 feet deep, the 
water being taken by steam from one and from the other by compressed air. 

The Iowa (Bell) Telephone Co. has. 79 phones in the city. The Interior 
Co. has -185 in the citv, 500 on rural lines, around Grinnell, 1S4 in Monte- 
zuma and 2l6 on rural lines running out trom that center. The capital ot 
the company is .s55,000. 

Arbor Lake, a reservoir ot soft water for use in city engines, is a pjpular 
pleasure resort. The trees in the park, just east ot the lake, are of this year's 
planting or one year old. 

"Plymouth Kock; a Generous Section of it in Grinnell." 

Mks. AVu<y Ghinni:l.l Miaiis, Albany, New Yi,ik 

In the Old Bay State overlooking Plymouth harbor arises the imposing 
"National Monument to the Forefathers." Around its pedestal are jjraiiite 
fii(ures representing^ Morality, Education, Law and Freedom, while surmount- 
ing all towers a colossal statue of Faith. 

It was my privilege to attend last summer a reunion of the "Alden kindred 
of America," where the descendants of John Alden, 700 strong, met at the 
old homestead in Duxbury, Massachusetts, just across the bay from Plymouth. 
The spirit characterizing the whole gathering was one of loyalty; not only to 
their honored ancestors, John and Priscilla, but to home, scho(jI, church and 
the Commonwealth. 

The principles for which the Pilgrims in i620 left their native shores and 
landed upon Plymouth Rock— "The doorstep of a world unknown; the 
corner stone of a naticm,"— were embodied in the llrst settlers on this virgin 
prairie soil. Loyalty to their principles has likewise been continued in later 
Comers hitiier, giving to our municipality the enviable reputation she every- 
where bears. Thus "the day we celebrate" is in memory not only of the 
"Four Founders" and other pioneers here of half a century ago, but honors 
all who, in later yeais, have perpetuated the spirit of 1854. 

1 have been asked to say a few words at this hour concerning my revered 
father. Many today, in public and private, have spoken in kindest terms of 
his service in public allaiis; but in this time of reminiscence I w(Hild tor a 
moment draw aside the veil and reveal sacred memories of what he was in 
the home lite. Ever gentle and indulgent to his wife and children he was a 
most loving, devoted husband and father He often remarked that his home 
was his haven of rest; that, however burdened he might be with mani- 
fold duties and responsibilities outside, in his home he always found comfort 
and inspiration. A short time before he passed away he told me that he 
could never express what a strength and benediction my mother's serene, 
beaulilul life had been to his active, restless spirit, and that each year of their 
married life had "added a golden link in life's charmed chain." 

The religious life of my parents impressed me strongly— the deep spiritu- 
ality of my mother, the robust, optimistic, altruistic faith of my father. One 
of the closing scenes of his life will ever remain a beautiful memory. His 
pastor, who called often to see him, began at one time to repeat the 23d Psalm. 
Coming to the words," Yea, though i walkthrough the valley of the shadow of" 
deaili,'' the pastor's voice faltered. He evidently felt that the sick one before 
him was soon to pass through that valley, and he could not control himself 


sutficiently to speak more. To my father the valley was not dark, and in 
triumph of spirit, though in weakness of body, he finished the beautiful verse, 
"I will fear no evil: for Thou art with me; Thy rod and Tiiy stalT thty com- 
fort me." 

He passed away as he had lived— with supreme taith in God and trust ii> 
his fellowmen. His heart went out in unselfisii alieclion to us all, the slate 
ot his adoption, luwa College and the town beini; to him as his family and 
indelibly "writ upon his heart." 

Thouijih my home in the Empire State commands a view of the beautiful 
Hudson and the Berkshire hills, I am still loyal to the rolling prairies ot luwa 
— "beautiful land"— as my father proudly called it; and 1 cannot cease to be 
grateful that my early life was passed in the elevatin.y; atmosphere ut religion, 
education and culture of this model town of the west. 

As a family we thank you frc>m our hearts, not (jnly for the beautiful appre- 
ciative words spoken here today, but also fur tiie unremitting acts of courtesy 
and afl'ection ut which we have ever been the recipients Irum the much loved 
people ot Grinnell. 

Hugh W. Hughes, Esq., of West Liberty, (and an alumnus ot Iowa Cullege) 
read extracts from a large number of letters including those (>( Senator \V. L5. 
Allison of Dubuque, Senator J. P. Dolliver ut Port Dodge, Hon. Charles 
Aldrich, Des Aloines, J. J. Hamilton, Esq., late editor ut the Des Moines 
News, Rev. Dr. William Salter, Burlington, R. K. Lyman, Esq., Boulder, Colo- 
rado, and T. H. Bixby, Tacoma, Washington; also from the following named 
ex-students of Iowa College, Hon. James Wilson, U. S. Secretary of Agri- 
culture, Washington; Hon. J. E. Dodge, ot Wisconsin Supreme Court, Madi- 
son; Hon. S. H. Herrick, Riverside, Cal.; Hrot. Frank I. Herriott, Drake Uni- 
versity, Des Moines; H. H. Kennedy, Esq., Lawyer, Chicago; Prot. W. A. 
Noyes, Editor of Journal ot the American Chemical Society; Miss Mary 
Snell, Principal of Snell Seminary, and .Mrs. Edna Snell Poulson, also of Snell 
Seminary, Berkeley, Cal., and Rev. Emmuel Vanoiden, Missionary in Braiiil. 

Addresses were delivered by Dr. B. E. Sliambaugh, Editor of Iowa Jour- 
nal of History and Politics, Iowa City; Harvey Ingham, Esq., Editor ut the 
Register and Leader, Des MoineS; Mi'. David W. Norris, Jr., Editor Marshall- 
town Times-Republican; Hon. C. F. Graver, Harvey, PI., and Prof S. J. Buck, 
connected with Imva College since 1864. 

Such was Grinnell's celebration of her first halt century and her welcome 
to her second. 

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